The Chosen, Pt 2

It was SG-1's first mission with their new member. Jack had put Elira on the team when it had been approved by the President that she could work with SGC. She walked through to the gate room, wearing the general green uniform that all teams wore, right down to the hat. Her hair was pulled back into a tight braid and bundled under her hat.

"It is so beautiful!" she exclaimed looking at the event horizon. "I don't remember it from the first time I went through."

"Well, you'll be getting lots of experience with it now," Jack said over the intercom, "SG-1 you have a go. Be careful out there."

Sg-1 looked around at the sand and rocks, Carter began to run some of her sensitive equipment.
"Daniel, Teal'c, I'm showing a reading for Naquadah to the right, looks to be about 10 clicks away."

"Well, let's head that way kids." Daniel said.

Elira knew that the others thought it odd that she didn't want one of their projectile weapons, but knew if it came down to it she had better luck with her blades. She didn't like the feeling that she was getting from the area that they were in, but wasn't sure if she should say anything to the others. She didn't want the others to think she was paranoid and not want her with them on future missions. Elira wanted nothing more than to earn their trust. Just as she was finishing this thought, blasts came ripping at them. They all went diving into the brush to avoid the troop of Jaff'a that started advancing on them.

"Dig in people, try not to be seen. Whoever gets free try to get back through the gate!" Carter whispered urgently, "Damn it, this was one of the planets supposedly set away from Goa'uld."

The Jaff'a were coming quickly, Elira knew she had seen Teal'c hit in the arm. They arrived and Elira felt dread as she heard a familiar voice call out.

"Little Elira, come out, come out" the voice called, "I know you are there. I feel you. We have your friends Elira" he taunted. "Bind them, she will follow, we need to get them back to our mistress."

"Yes Lord Axeim." she heard the Jaff'a answer. And they began to move away. Elira heard a shout, and barely seeing through the trees saw Daniel try to throw himself at Axeim.

"Daniel" Sam screamed.

"You dirty son of a bitch!" Daniel yelled before being cracked on the back of the head by one of the Jaff'a.

Elira watched them go, tears streaming down her face. 'He was supposed to be dead,' she thought and headed towards the gate, moving silently through the brush, 'not banished, but dead.' She got closer and saw that there were at least twelve Jaff'a stationed there. 'Think, Elira,' she looked around wildly, 'you are the protector, you cannot leave them, especially Daniel Jackson, if Axeim suspects that he shared those memories, he will be tortured . Obviously he somehow survived his sentence for his crimes against the people. Could he be the one responsible for the death of the Fenesians? I need to get through that gate, warn General O'Neill, and come back for them.' Elira pressed the stone on her necklace and felt confident as her armor covered her.

She found a small clearing about 100 feet back from where the guards were, and quickly scaled a tree, she found a sturdy branch and waited, then threw one of her MRE's over to the brush.

Four of the guards headed over. She jumped into the middle of them, slicing one of them across the stomach, she saw his symbiote drop out in pieces. The Jaff'a fell to the ground gasping. Elira turned with unerring precision managing to decapitate one Jaff'a, and run the third through. That left one, he called for help and raised his weapon to fire. She ran past him sweeping her blade across his throat as she ran. It was a blur after that first group, but she managed to make it through the gate, with only slight injuries.

"I have to go back General" she pleaded with Jack. "I must, If I don't go back, he will kill the men, and I don't know what he will do to Samantha Carter."

Jack's face was grim, he knew he shouldn't let her go back, but if he didn't, and she was right, he couldn't and wouldn't take that risk.

"They didn't have any type of radio equipment, it is probable they don't know about the guards at the gate." Elira stated, "Axeim won't think I will go back for help. The guards would have been stationed there to keep you from coming through. I can get them back, General, alive. I swear this to you!"

"Agreed but you are taking SG-2, 9, and 13 with you."

Axeim knelt next to the prisoners. "You are the shol'va that has all the Jaff'a roused. You will be a fine gift for my Lady's master."

He walked past Teal'c on to Carter, "you I will bed, then give to the Jaff'a to enjoy. And you, why do you look at me like that?" he asked Daniel arrogantly.

"I know who you are, you piece of slime. Some kind of man you are, battering poor defenseless women." Daniel sneered into the larger man's face.

Axeim plowed his fist into Daniel's stomach, "So has sweet Elira has been sharing memories with you. I know she would never speak of it to you. Have you spread her legs, have you pierced her with your sword, was she that easy to lay with you?" he hissed. "Well, I shall enjoy making you suffer, and then, when she comes for you, and she will come for you, then you shall watch me educate her in how she should treat a man. I will shove her against the bars of the cage you will be in, and take her from behind, that way you can see the pain in her eyes."

Daniel's eyes flashed and he threw himself at Axeim. He was too slow, and the large man proceeded to deliver blow upon blow down on him.

The MALP sent through showed the dead Jaff'a, but no new ones had come to take their place. Elira moved quickly up the building where she felt her new friends were being kept. They had left two of the SG teams at the gate, and the other team took up positions in the brush near the entrance.

Elira walked up to the door of the building and swung open the doors. She strode into the room with her head held up. Across from the doors there was a throne on a dais, a few steps down was a smaller throne. Over to the right there was a cage, and Elira saw that this was where SG-1 was being held. She could see that they had been beaten, and looked back at the thrones. On the large throne a beautiful woman sat.
Her black hair shining down her back. Her green eyes sharp as they looked at the new comer. She was clad in long white robes, Grecian in appearance. On the smaller throne sat the man from her nightmares, smirking with glee. There were only a handful of Jaff'a in the room, but they didn't make any move towards her as she entered.

"It took you long enough to come for them, Elira, I had to keep myself occupied with them. Especially the small man." he said loudly, " It surprises me, you in being in the company of such, inadequate warriors, and the shol'va." he sneered. "Did you have to work up the courage to face me?"

"I have no need for courage to face you Axeim" Elira spoke clearly, "We have never battled each other, I know of your prowess, but I am strong in my own right. Are we now to see who would win in this battle?"

"What do you care of these humans?" The woman on the throne finally asked, obviously a Goa'uld.

"They are my people now. Under my protection."

"Yes, and your protection served the Fenesians so well." Axeim taunted.

"Ah, but now they are mine, under my protection. I am now their God." the woman intoned in her strange double voice.

"You are no God, Sly One. You are a demon who invaded an innocents body. I can only imagine that power is the reason that Axeim serves with you now. But he is not my concern anymore. They are, and they are coming with me."

"Do you think to face me in battle?" the Goa'uld laughed. "I am Artemis, the huntress. It is hard to believe that you were strong enough to kill my child Ank-soon. Perhaps if you agreed to serve me and worship, I will give you the woman? Although my lord Axeim has asked for her companionship first."

"And what of Teal'c and Daniel Jackson?"

"The Shol'va will be a prize and present, the man is to be tortured for information, then Axeim wishes to destroy him.....slowly."

"I see, well then, I am pleased to tell you, that none of that will be happening. They are coming with me, and if that means your death, and Axeim's death, then I am obliged to assist you with both actions."

As Elira was talking to their captors, Daniel kept fading in and out of consciousness. "Hold on Daniel," Sam's voice cracked. "Elira is working on it, we are going to get you home."

"It is true Daniel Jackson, she has returned for us, and this Goa'uld, Artemis, doesn't seem to have many Jaff'a supporting her."

"She shouldn't have come back" Daniel wheezed. "God only knows the things he'll do to her."

"Who is he?" Sam asked.

"Old boyfriend," Daniel coughed, spitting up a small amount of blood. "Hurt her pretty badly, physically as well as all the mental stuff. I guess the Fenesians idea of death wasn't too literal."

"You should not have provoked him Daniel Jackson." Teal'c advised.

"She has to get out of here." Daniel whispered, "they'll kill her. Why did she come back?"

Elira had agreed to fight Artemis. She knew that if she fell , the other SG teams would move in and save the others. She had left her radio transmitting during the entire conversation, that way Feretti knew what was happening. They would be fighting to the death with wicked looking daggers.

The two women circled each other, and Elira spun the daggers in her hands to get the balance of them. They were fine blades. Artemis lunged in going for her heart, Elira spun out of the way, but her opponents dagger caught her left arm slicing the bicep. Elira kicked out and did a sweep, but the Goa'uld managed to keep her balance. Just as she was about to move in towards Elira's stomach with one of her daggers, Elira slipped to the side and caught Artemis across the back drawing blood, and knocking Artemis second dagger out of her hand. Artemis slammed her closed fist in the blonde's cheek sending her reeling.

"You can't kill me girl! I am a God!" she hissed.

"You are a liar, and far too arrogant for your own good."

The battle continued with each of the women drawing blood and causing bruises. Artemis was a fine warrior, and Elira was trying to stay as focused as possible, while the pain burned at the back of her mind. Elira lost one of her daggers, and shortly after Artemis knocked the second one from her grip. The Goa'uld began to laugh loudly. She swiped at the blonde again, and again, somehow Elira kept moving out of the way in the nick of time. With a sudden burst of energy she ran and drove Artemis last dagger into her stomach.

"Impossible...." The Goa'uld's eyes glowed one last time, as her life left her.

Elira tried to catch her breath and started to push up from the floor, when she was struck down, by a fist slamming into her face.

"You come here and destroy my new world. How dare you" Axeim screamed and kicked her in the stomach.

"Perhaps I will kill one of your new friends before finishing you." He kicked her again. She started to crawl away, he picked her up by the shirt and belt and flung her. Her clothes hanging from her in tatters, Elira tried to stand, but Axeim was right behind her, he grabbed her and through up against the bars. He moved up behind her and ripped her pants. Tears streamed down her face as he rubbed his erection against her.
Daniel reached out to her, but couldn't quite touch her. Sam grabbed one of her hands and mouthed the word 'Fight!' Her hands tightened gripping the bars. Axeim started to undo his breeches. Elira looked up slowly, and all three of the captives cringed back as Elira's eyes turned from lovely lavender to a flame red.

"Do you know what your biggest problem always was Axeim?" Elira said as she pushed herself away from the bars, and in doing so pushing him backwards . The doors flew open and SG-2 came into the room, and took out the few remaining Jaff'a. "Your biggest problem was that you wanted power, but weren't fit to wield it." She clasped her hands and swung them into the side of his head. He went reeling at the blow. With a slight touch to her pendant, her twin blades appeared in her hands. "You couldn't handle that a mere girl was more powerful, and much more intelligent than you will ever be."

Axeim turned to face her, fury in his eyes as he wiped blood from the side of his mouth "You stupid nim'ha, you couldn't kill me then, you can't kill me now." He picked up one of the dueling daggers and stalked towards her.

"You set up your own people for death. You attacked the protector of your people, both of these are punishable by death. You are a traitor, your life is forfeit." her voice became the strong clear voice from the day they met her. "I am The Chosen, the protector, the healer. And I uphold your sentence ." He swung the dagger down on her, as she shoved the two blades through his middle, before he even saw them coming. The dagger dropped from his hands.

Axeim looked at her in shock. Elira shoved the blades in farther and pushed up through his heart. Blood welled up from his mouth and nostrils, there was a slight sucking noise as she pulled the swords out, his dead body dropped to the floor into a puddle of his blood. "Such is the legacy of The Chosen." she said in the hollow voice.

She turned and walked towards the cage, her blades disappearing. Feretti was already working on the lock. The rest of SG-2 stared at the two dead bodies in silence.

Sam looked at Elira, not quite sure what to say. The girl's eyes were still red as if a fire blazed. "Daniel is hurt pretty bad. We have to get him home. You don't look so great yourself?"

Elira knelt next to Daniel, blood trickling down her arms, the bruises on her face already swelling. She pillowed his head in her on her arm. He squinted up at her, "we have to stop meeting like this." he said weakly.

She choked out what sounded like mix between a sob and a laugh. Putting both of her hands on his chest, she lowered her lips and kissed him softly. Once again the light blue glow emanated from her hands, and her lips. She raised her head and smiled slightly. "You are an amazing human, Daniel Jackson." Elira looked over at Sam, her eyes back to normal. Seeing the gash on Sam's forehead, she pressed her hand over it. It too healed. As she moved to Teal'c, he shook his head.

"There is nothing wrong with me." he said matter of fact. "They wished to keep me in good condition, so that I was intact as a present to a more powerful Goa'uld. I thank you for thinking of me though, when you yourself are very injured."

Elira's head swam as she stood up. Feretti helped Daniel stand, and allowed him to lean on him. He was healed, but still a little woozy. They started to walk, Elira gasped and started to fall. Teal'c swung her up into his arms, and they headed home.