Author's Note: This is a seperate story from the first chapter, and not really linked to it at all.

The Second Daniel – Jaffa

Hathor smiled to herself as she looked down upon the world of the Tau'ri from above. This airplane vehicle was quite primitive and nowhere near as deadly as a deathglider, but it was sufficient for her purposes at the moment. She now knew that she had been imprisoned in a place called Mexico, and regretted killing the slaves she had awakened to find standing over her. They could have told her so much about the status of this world, such as how long she had been in stasis.

She looked over at the young Tau'ri to her left. The young creature had been waiting outside when she had emerged from her long sleep, and she immediately placed him under her spell. He seemed quite receptive to her presence, almost eager to please, more than she had ever seen in a Tau'ri slave before. When she told him of her name, he praised her beauty and place of honor in history.

Hathor was most pleased with her find, and wasted no time in bestowing her greatest honor upon him. She thought fondly of their beautiful children, cradled in a hastily-constructed tank in the back area of the airplane. With her children and her new Beloved, she would swiftly retake Earth for her own and from there, rebuild her armies and seek out the others of her race.

"Does it please you to be with us?" she asked of her Beloved, already knowing what his answer would be.

"More than anything," he affirmed immediately, as if horrified that she would think he didn't desire her in the least. "I want to spend the rest of my life with the most beautiful woman to ever exist."

"Will you become anything we wish, if we ask it of you?" she purred, knowing fully well that no man could ever resist her spell enough to say no.

"In a heartbeat," her Beloved swore, reached out to rest his arm warmly alongside hers.

Hathor turned to her Beloved and embraced him, reveling in his surprised gasp as the warmth spread through both of their bodies. "We give you another honor, Beloved," she breathed. "You will become our First Prime, and you will lead our armies to victory, to restore order to this world."

Her Beloved fell back against the seat stiffly; those exotic blue eyes wide with shock as he reached down to touch his bare belly, discovering the x-shaped pouch of a Jaffa. "What…?"

Hathor smiled gently, assisting him to stand as his body weakened. "Do not trouble yourself, our Beloved. It is all part of becoming our first new Jaffa. Come, and we will gift you with your prim'ta."

"Of course, my queen." Her Beloved followed passively, not resisting as she lowered him into the tank of their children. His body weakened, he didn't even react to the larva bumping curiously into him, squealing in excitement at his presence.

"They recognize their father," Hathor smiled in satisfaction. "The strongest of our children will soon join with you, and you will become strong once more." She ran a hand possessively through his long golden hair, before taking up her tools. Her new Jaffa still needed to be marked as First Prime, and now was the best time, when he would not feel pain from the carving. "Lie still, our Beloved, and let us mark you as ours forever."

"As my queen commands."

When he became aware again, he reached up to feel the coldness of solid gold melded to his skull. Trapped inside his own head, some part of Daniel screamed in terror.