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Rating: G
Sorry for the delay in updating. I'm moving to Arizona tomorrow (we're driving) so things have been beyond crazy and truthfully I have no idea when I can update again. So bear with me and remember reviews may make updates quicker than planned!!!!!!! And remember as I said before the best way to support and encourage your local author is to review them!
P.S. Sorry if it's not the same quality as my other chapters. I've been writing this little by little over the past few weeks and really haven't had a chance to proof it to well. Hope you enjoy!!!!
Mysteries Unraveled
By Ans4Christ
Jonas felt as though he were in a time warp. He kept falling and falling, the wind rushing past him in a drowning effect. Time seemed to slow, as he knew the inevitable that was coming. He kept envisioning it in his mind. He also realized that he had failed the team and that unless Teal'c or Sam were okay and could somehow get to Colonel O'Neill, he was helpless as well.
Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind. He saw himself when he was young on Kelowna with his family, he saw himself going to the university and working there. He saw his first meeting with Sg-1 and that entire event. He saw himself getting on the team and trying to prove himself to everyone, he saw when he had the precognitive ability, and finally he saw Amy. He saw himself meeting her, and he remembered the concern in her that morning as he was heading out. She seemed to be so afraid as if she knew some horror was coming but was unsure as to what it was. He remembered the sparkle in her eye and the faint smile as he assured her he would be okay. And then suddenly he was back, still falling to this fate.
It was only a matter of seconds, but it truly seemed like forever. He quickly turned in his mind and wondered what would happen. If he fell into the water he might have a chance. If he hit the ground, well the chance was much slimmer. He knew it would happen any second, and he was glad that he could not see anything. It would be so much worse to see the world escaping him, but with the darkness surrounding him this was not the case.
He finally hit the ground. His back slammed unto the hard rock and caused an echo to resound throughout the cave-like area. He cried out as it happened and as his wrist swung and hit the side. The wind was knocked out of him upon impact and he fought to catch his breath. The fall finished with his head snapping back and hitting the ground hard sending him into immediate blackness. –
Pain. That was all Jonas was aware of- a burning, fire-like pain- in every fiber of his being. In the haziness of his mind, he tried to force himself to think of something else. He tried to focus on his breathing but that hurt as well. He almost wished he would lose consciousness again. The only positive thing about the pain was that he knew he was alive. He had to be alive; he wouldn't be hurting this much otherwise.
He felt the cold of the slab rock underneath him, causing him to shiver. His head was throbbing and he tried to force his eyes open. Just opening his eyes caused pain to go through him. He instead allowed his senses to slowly come awake. He could hear the water near him. Considering how the surface was all desert it was odd that there was an underground stream. But then again this whole place was odd. He thought he smelled something burning, which gave him one faint glimmer of hope. He then realized it could be either good or bad. If it was a sign of Teal'c or Sam it was good, if it was an enemy- well Jonas didn't think he would stand any chance against anything right then.
He slowly forced his eyes open sending excruciating pain throughout his head. It seemed to travel to the rest of his body and he felt himself shiver. He continued to force his eyes open though, giving him a surprising sight. Even though the place he had been in before his fall was pitch darkness, he now saw some light. Not much, but there appeared to be a faint brightness that was magnified by the darkness of this place. He tried to focus his eyes and after a few moments was able to make out a distant firelight dancing on the wall before him. He didn't know what to make of it, but he knew he couldn't stay where he was. If it was a friend fine, but if it was a foe, he wasn't about to be easily taken or harmed.
He gently rolled to his side, having to catch his breath in the process. He somehow managed to pull himself up. In his semi-sitting position he felt his head roll and his eyes begin to close from dizziness. He forced himself to focus by controlling his breathing. Finally he was able to fully open his eyes and see somewhat straight. From this position his surroundings were very, very different. He appeared to be on a ledge a few feet above a stream or riverbed. The wall in front of him seemed bright compared to the darkness around him. He watched the projected firelight dance on the wall. It had a soothing effect and he felt the tenseness within himself beginning to ease. That was until he saw a shadow being reflected with the flames. Immediately his head shot fully upright his fight or flight taking over. His head was still spinning and he fought off the nausea rising up.
The figure appeared to be coming closer. Jonas reached down to feel for his weapon twisting his bad wrist in the process and before he could stop himself he cried out. Jonas turned back up to see the figure stop and then it appeared to come running towards him. The figure came into view. Jonas couldn't see what he looked like, but he knew it wasn't Sam or Teal'c. Before he could think about it Jonas jumped up and began to flee; as best as he could flee considering the fact that the room was spinning and he could barely stand. He wasn't really sure where to go, because the ledge was extremely narrow.
The figure must have seen Jonas because as he ran Jonas could hear the sound of footsteps behind him, and the shouting of someone telling him to stop. Jonas slowed for a second and spun around to see the figure pursuing him. He didn't appear to have a weapon, but Jonas didn't want to take a chance, he wanted to be the one to have the advantage. He turned around to proceed running and felt dizziness overtaking him. His pace slowed and he felt his breath becoming shorter and weaker. He began to fall forward, and his last conscious feeling was his being submerged into the water.
Rating: G
Sorry for the delay in updating. I'm moving to Arizona tomorrow (we're driving) so things have been beyond crazy and truthfully I have no idea when I can update again. So bear with me and remember reviews may make updates quicker than planned!!!!!!! And remember as I said before the best way to support and encourage your local author is to review them!
P.S. Sorry if it's not the same quality as my other chapters. I've been writing this little by little over the past few weeks and really haven't had a chance to proof it to well. Hope you enjoy!!!!
Mysteries Unraveled
By Ans4Christ
Jonas felt as though he were in a time warp. He kept falling and falling, the wind rushing past him in a drowning effect. Time seemed to slow, as he knew the inevitable that was coming. He kept envisioning it in his mind. He also realized that he had failed the team and that unless Teal'c or Sam were okay and could somehow get to Colonel O'Neill, he was helpless as well.
Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind. He saw himself when he was young on Kelowna with his family, he saw himself going to the university and working there. He saw his first meeting with Sg-1 and that entire event. He saw himself getting on the team and trying to prove himself to everyone, he saw when he had the precognitive ability, and finally he saw Amy. He saw himself meeting her, and he remembered the concern in her that morning as he was heading out. She seemed to be so afraid as if she knew some horror was coming but was unsure as to what it was. He remembered the sparkle in her eye and the faint smile as he assured her he would be okay. And then suddenly he was back, still falling to this fate.
It was only a matter of seconds, but it truly seemed like forever. He quickly turned in his mind and wondered what would happen. If he fell into the water he might have a chance. If he hit the ground, well the chance was much slimmer. He knew it would happen any second, and he was glad that he could not see anything. It would be so much worse to see the world escaping him, but with the darkness surrounding him this was not the case.
He finally hit the ground. His back slammed unto the hard rock and caused an echo to resound throughout the cave-like area. He cried out as it happened and as his wrist swung and hit the side. The wind was knocked out of him upon impact and he fought to catch his breath. The fall finished with his head snapping back and hitting the ground hard sending him into immediate blackness. –
Pain. That was all Jonas was aware of- a burning, fire-like pain- in every fiber of his being. In the haziness of his mind, he tried to force himself to think of something else. He tried to focus on his breathing but that hurt as well. He almost wished he would lose consciousness again. The only positive thing about the pain was that he knew he was alive. He had to be alive; he wouldn't be hurting this much otherwise.
He felt the cold of the slab rock underneath him, causing him to shiver. His head was throbbing and he tried to force his eyes open. Just opening his eyes caused pain to go through him. He instead allowed his senses to slowly come awake. He could hear the water near him. Considering how the surface was all desert it was odd that there was an underground stream. But then again this whole place was odd. He thought he smelled something burning, which gave him one faint glimmer of hope. He then realized it could be either good or bad. If it was a sign of Teal'c or Sam it was good, if it was an enemy- well Jonas didn't think he would stand any chance against anything right then.
He slowly forced his eyes open sending excruciating pain throughout his head. It seemed to travel to the rest of his body and he felt himself shiver. He continued to force his eyes open though, giving him a surprising sight. Even though the place he had been in before his fall was pitch darkness, he now saw some light. Not much, but there appeared to be a faint brightness that was magnified by the darkness of this place. He tried to focus his eyes and after a few moments was able to make out a distant firelight dancing on the wall before him. He didn't know what to make of it, but he knew he couldn't stay where he was. If it was a friend fine, but if it was a foe, he wasn't about to be easily taken or harmed.
He gently rolled to his side, having to catch his breath in the process. He somehow managed to pull himself up. In his semi-sitting position he felt his head roll and his eyes begin to close from dizziness. He forced himself to focus by controlling his breathing. Finally he was able to fully open his eyes and see somewhat straight. From this position his surroundings were very, very different. He appeared to be on a ledge a few feet above a stream or riverbed. The wall in front of him seemed bright compared to the darkness around him. He watched the projected firelight dance on the wall. It had a soothing effect and he felt the tenseness within himself beginning to ease. That was until he saw a shadow being reflected with the flames. Immediately his head shot fully upright his fight or flight taking over. His head was still spinning and he fought off the nausea rising up.
The figure appeared to be coming closer. Jonas reached down to feel for his weapon twisting his bad wrist in the process and before he could stop himself he cried out. Jonas turned back up to see the figure stop and then it appeared to come running towards him. The figure came into view. Jonas couldn't see what he looked like, but he knew it wasn't Sam or Teal'c. Before he could think about it Jonas jumped up and began to flee; as best as he could flee considering the fact that the room was spinning and he could barely stand. He wasn't really sure where to go, because the ledge was extremely narrow.
The figure must have seen Jonas because as he ran Jonas could hear the sound of footsteps behind him, and the shouting of someone telling him to stop. Jonas slowed for a second and spun around to see the figure pursuing him. He didn't appear to have a weapon, but Jonas didn't want to take a chance, he wanted to be the one to have the advantage. He turned around to proceed running and felt dizziness overtaking him. His pace slowed and he felt his breath becoming shorter and weaker. He began to fall forward, and his last conscious feeling was his being submerged into the water.