Chapter 2
The hum was the first thing to enter her consciousness. It was felt more than heard. Suddenly Brenna's eyes snapped open. She reached immediately for her duty weapon. It's gone! She rose gracefully from the floor and searched for her other weapons. Tazer gone, pepper spray gone, baton gone, even the knife hidden in her boot. The lights were painfully bright but she looked around, trying to figure out what the hell she had gotten herself into this time. Who could have possibly knocked her unconscious and stole her weapons. She looked for any clue as to why she was in a metal room with apparently no doors or windows.
Did I finally lose it and they locked me up? Her snort of laughter echoed around the room. She ran her hands along the walls searching for a way out. Suddenly a figure stepped through the wall and stood before her. He appeared to be some kind of Viking. He was dressed in leathers and wore a huge helmet. OK, so maybe I have lost it.
The Viking spoke. "Do not be afraid child; you will come to no harm. Your people were in great danger and you were rescued along with all of the others that I was able to get to in time."
Brenna cocked her eyebrow at the figure. "So why did you take me?" She walked up to the Viking and ran her hand through his image. It rippled like a pond when a rock is thrown in.
"You and several like you are the future of your people. I could not allow you to be wiped out."
"And why, exactly do you care?" Suspicion in her voice. The figure abruptly disappeared.
"What did I say?" She muttered and continued her examination of the walls. After all, the first responsibility of a prisoner was to escape.
Colonel Jack O'Neill returned from Florida in a sour mood. The locals were absolutely clueless. He hardly noticed the people skittering away from him.
Jack practically ran up the steps to the briefing room. Luckily, all of the people he needed to talk to were already sitting around the table. Convenient. All four sets of eyes were fixed on him.
"Jack, I'm glad your back. We've had some new developments." The general sounded worried.
"What kind of developments, sir?" Jack asked as he sat next to Carter.
"Apparently, several base personnel went missing at approximately the same time as your sister. No one saw anything; they just vanished into thin air. I am afraid that we have something very strange going on." The general worried.
"Well, sir, I spoke to the locals and they didn't know much. She was on regular patrol and she failed to report in on the radio. When they sent someone to check on her, she was just gone. Poof! Nothing was missing but her." His arms waving wildly, Jack looked on the edge of losing control.
"But I did find someone who saw something."
"Who, sir?" Carter asked from his side.
"Apparently she was talking to a kid just before she disappeared. I found the kid and he told me that she had just gotten into her car, a bright light appeared, and she was gone." His face grave he delivered the astonishing news.
"You think the Asguard took her?" Daniel exclaimed.
"Yes Daniel, I do and I plan to have a little talk with them!"