Previously:

Grief and terror swamped Daniel to the core of his being. He could take no more. He had to retreat within himself or go mad.

Apophis was victorious.

The daniel-mind was curled up and hidden. It existed somewhere that was nowhere. It tried not to be found but the apophis-mind was everywhere, destroying, absorbing, stripping away all that was once Daniel Jackson. But there were still secrets, truths that could not be revealed. The daniel-mind held on to these shreds. He hid them where they would not be found.

Apophis was victorious. He knew that he owned this body now, as surely as he had once possessed the scribe. He was learning everything there was to know about the human once called Daniel Jackson. Apophis's former enemy was now his home. The Goa'uld felt a powerful rush at the thought of what he could now do. It was time that Teal'c paid for his crimes. Apophis could not imagine a better way to indoctrinate his new host.

Apophis flexed his hand. The body moved as he expected it to. He slowly stood, refusing help from his aides. Seeing the remaining SG1 members hanging from their bindings, Apophis smiled. Deliberately he emulated the slow, gentle smile of Daniel Jackson. He knew that, somewhere, the daniel-mind would see everything that was happening and could do nothing to prevent it.

Seeing her friend smile, Major Samantha Carter ("Sam" the daniel-mind identified) gasped with relief as her eyes filled with tears. Colonel Jack O'Neill ("Jack" the daniel-mind revealed) sagged in his chains. Only the shol'va Teal'c looked suspicious. Apophis almost started to laugh. After all, Teal'c knew Apophis in a way the others never would. It was time for Teal'c to remember who his God was.

Apophis let his eyes glow, "Bring me the shol'va, Teal'c."

The daniel-mind became aware. It tried to fight. Crawling from it's hiding place, it tried to seep through the deathgrip of the apophis-mind.

Teal'c was brought to the dais and forced to kneel at the feet of his former god. Apophis preened within his new body. He felt strong, young and powerful. It had been so long since he had taken a host, he had forgotten how intoxicating it could be.

Teal's manner was as smug and arrogant as Apophis remembered. Oh, how he wanted to punish this traitorous bish'nok! Apophis smiled broadly, "Too long I have waited to have you kneeling before me. Your betrayal shamed me. It hurt me. And now my time has come. Tell me, shol'va, how does it feel that it will be your old friend exacting my revenge on you?"

"You are not my friend," Apophis's former First Prime responded. "You are my friend's murderer. And it will not be your revenge!" Teal'c threw himself at Apophis, wrapping his hands around the new host's neck. Teal'c's fingers worked as if they were trying to reach in and rip the symbiote out.

Apophis tried to defend himself. He could see that he guards did not have a clear shot of his attacker. He tried to pry the shol'va's hands away, but...something...was not...working...This new body was not responding the way he needed it to.

The pain was too great...the need for air...Apophis fell to the ground. He did not see his enemy fall as well.

Somewhere, that was nowhere, the daniel-mind paid for it's rebellion.

TBC