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Chapter 25- Something Hinky This Way Comes

Zelenka stood there staring in disbelief.

"Zelenka, move!" Sheppard's voice snapped him out of his stupor and he ducked back into a small niche in side of the chamber.

He peeked around trying to get a better look at what he had seen. Stackhouse lay slumped against the fall wall of the chamber they were in and over him stood what for all intents and purposes looked like a Wraith, only it wasn't.

A boy of no more than sixteen stood there holding a Wraith stun rifle in a white knuckled grip. He wore armor fashioned after that which the Wraith wore and had a mask pulled down over his face to hide his features, a shock of white hair stuck out of the back of it, hanging down to the middle of his back.

"Who are you?" Sheppard demanded.

"You must be stopped. You have desecrated this sacred site," the boy bellowed.

"What?" Sheppard shot back, disbelief thick in his voice.

"Desecrators! You must be destroyed! You have killed the Great One!"

Zelenka ducked back as several more shot erupted from the blast rifle slamming into the walls wildly. He glanced back out to see the boy struggling with the weapon, his terror of its affects evident through the mask, but driven to carry out whatever he was trying to do.

Sheppard took advantage of the boy's uncertainty and charged out his hiding place, slamming into him, knocking him to the floor and wrestling the weapon away from him. The Wraith rifle flew out of his grip and skid across the floor. Teyla jumped forward and grabbed it, the large weapon dwarfing the woman, but she held it steadily on the boy.

Sheppard pinned the boy's arms down and then eased back. "Stop! We don't want to fight you."

"You have killed the Great One. He must be avenged or the others will come and destroy us all," he said and then spat at Sheppard, hitting full in the face.

Sheppard grimace, wiping his face against his shoulder. "Come on, kid. You really don't want to piss me off," he growled. "We don't want to hurt you, but I'm not going to let you hurt my people."

"My life is unimportant. There are others who served the Great One who will take my place."

Sheppard shifted back as Teyla moved covering the boy with the rifle.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Sheppard demanded of the boy, getting off him and sitting back on his haunches.

The boy for his part kept his mouth shut, glaring defiantly.

Zelenka eased out of his hiding place during this exchanged and move to check Stackhouse. The Marine was unconscious, but breathing and his pulse strong and steady. He sighed relief.

"How many more of you are there down here?" Sheppard asked the boy.

The boy just smirked at him.

Sheppard stood and brushed himself off and then turned to Zelenka. "You okay?"

Zelenka nodded quickly. "I am fine."

"Stackhouse?"

"Merely stunned."

He nodded and sighed. Teyla handed him the stun rifle and he pointed it at the boy. "On your feet."

The boy glared at him.

"Now!" Sheppard snarled and the boy jumped to his feet.

Stackhouse groaned and Zelenka knelt beside him. Teyla moved in beside them. The Marine's eyes snapped open in panic.

"Peace," Teyla said gently. "You are paralyzed, but you will be alright. You've just been stunned."

He groaned again, this time in frustration. "I can't move," he said weakly.

"It will pass shortly," she said, glancing back over her shoulder at Sheppard. "We should move back to the chamber with the controls if it not too far."

Sheppard nodded and then nodded for Zelenka to come over to him. "Doc, you think you can cover him?"

Zelenka couldn't hide his shock. "Me?" then he caught himself. "Yes, of course." He scrambled to his feet and over to Sheppard's side. "What must I do?"

Sheppard handled him the Wraith rifle. "Just cover him and if he does anything hinky, shoot him."

Zelenka frowned at the word in confusion. "Hinky?"

The Major's mouth twitched in a smile. "Hinky...suspicious."

"Ah," Zelenka said in understanding.

Sheppard clapped his shoulder and went over to Stackhouse. He watched as Teyla helped the Major sling the stunned man over his shoulders and stand again.

A sound caught Zelenka's attention and he whipped his head back around to see the young man press something on his wrist and bring it up to point at Sheppard and Zelenka swung the rifle up. He squeezed his eyes shut and fired. The rifle jerked in his hands and he nearly dropped it, but when he opened his eyes, the boy was lying on the ground, unconscious.

"Zelenka, what happened?" Sheppard demanded.

"Um," Zelenka pointed to the device on the boy's wrist, which had started blinking. "Um..he did something...hinky."