I finally got around to writing this chapter (I'd been procrastinating,)
for some reason this chapter was really hard to write and it turned out to
be longer than I thought so I had to split it into two separate ones.
Then I lost half of it somehow (I'm not sure how yet) and had to retype it so if you see any half sentences or things that don't make sense that's why. Let me know and I'll fix it. I have read it over a few times but I might have missed some.
That's my only excuse which is quite pathetic really; I think I'm just lazy.
I'm not going to make anymore promises about updating sooner because I just don't seem to be able to keep them, no matter how much I already have written.
Disclaimer: Stargate is not mine.
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Wake Up Call - Chapter 9
Teal'c looked around the seventh room that he had checked. It contained the equipment that Nephthys had taken from them. He picked up as much of his own as he could and grabbed a P-90 with his free hand.
The strategy he had been utilising to find the rest of SG1 was inefficient. He decided that a more practical method would be to capture an enemy Jaffa and force him to reveal SG1's current location. Teal'c turned and left the room to put his plan into action.
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Pain filled his senses until it was all he knew.
"Is that the best you can do?" He wheezed.
The Jaffa pulled his leg back for another strike. The heavily booted foot made contact with his ribs and Jack cried out in pain. It was something he tried not to do too often but he had the feeling one or more of his ribs were broken so it was okay. Or so he told himself.
Sam and Daniel were still being forced to stay in the kneeling position they had been in when Nephthys was there, straining to see what was happening to their leader. Jack lay on his side a little back from the others, curled slightly to protect his injured ribs as best as he could with his hands tied awkwardly behind his back.
Purple bruises blossomed across his face and blood poured steadily from a gash across his cheek.
"Ouch," he said sarcastically but it was a weak imitation of his usual sarcasm.
Jack tried to sit up again but was pushed down aggressively by the Jaffa who had been holding him before and kicked again. He saw Sam struggling against her captor.
"Do you think we could change the pattern here," Daniel said in a strained voice, "the `violence, witty comeback, violence` approach is making me dizzy."
Jack had to smile at that, Daniel was picking up some more bad habits.
The Jaffa hit Daniel with his fist, snapping his head back. That wasn't nearly as amusing. There was a reason he was the one who aggravated the Goa'uld. It stopped the rest of his team from being beaten to a pulp; well.that was how I was supposed to work.
Jack found himself on the wrong end of a staff weapon.
"Hey!" Daniel shouted.
Jack wanted to scream at the archaeologist to shut up.
The Jaffa turned back to Daniel.
"Nephthys said you couldn't kill us," Daniel continued.
"Yeah," Sam joined in.
Jack growled quietly. Why couldn't they just follow his lead for once?
"She wouldn't be very happy with you would she," Sam finished.
"Do not question me!"
He swung the staff weapon so that it hit Sam and Daniel across their stomachs. He heard the thud as it connected. Neither of them cried out but they fell forwards over the weapon, pulling against the Jaffa who were gripping their shoulders.
Jack managed to shuffle forwards a little bit so he could see them more clearly. The Jaffa holding Sam and Daniel seemed to be struggling to pull them back into a straight position once more. They were pulling back on the staff weapon that had assaulted them - and winning.
They must have worked their hands free of the rope binding them. Jack grinned proudly and tried to lie still looking harmless. His team pulled the weapon free and span it so it faced its owner. The Jaffa behind them were regaining control though. Sam shot their tormentor but the Jaffa guarding Jack forced the weapon from her hands and pointed it at her silently.
"Damn," Jack swore under his breath.
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After searching a great deal of time for any sign of Jaffa in the large palace, Teal'c was puzzled. He looked with concern from one end of the long gilded hall to the other. The palace appeared to be abandoned. Since his initial fight, which had already seemed a little too easy, Teal'c had encountered no further resistance.
He glanced up and down the doors that lined the inner side of the hallway and wondered if his team-mates were in one of those rooms. It was highly improbable.
He heard a cry of pain and looked towards the direction it had come from. If he remembered the plan of the palace correctly from Jacob Carters briefing then the noise was coming from the `throne room`. It was conceivable that they had been taken there to be tortured. However, even if the rest of the palace was deserted it was likely that the `throne room` would be heavily guarded.
He began running towards the origin of the noise.
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The door to the room swung open and Jack thought it must be the Goa'uld coming back. Their chance of escape was gone again. He struggled to sit up but collapsed back to the ground. The sound of staff weapon blasts rang through the cavernous chamber. From his position Jack could see very little.
"Teal'c!" Daniel shouted.
Jack heard the bodies falling to the ground and saw his own guard drop. Somebody was undoing his bonds. It was Sam. Her hands were shaking slightly but she loosened the knot precisely. Teal'c leaned over him.
"Hey T," Jack croaked, "good to see ya."
"Are you able to stand O'Neill?"
That was Teal'c, straight business.
"Sure," Jack said certainly, "just give me a hand."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and held out his arm. Jack swung his arm up and grabbed Teal'cs. He tried to shuffle into an easier position, gritting his teeth against the pain.
"O'Neill," Teal'c addressed him impatiently, "we must hurry. There may already be more Jaffa on the way."
"Indeed," Jack said, quoting Teal'cs usual line.
Sam slipped his arm around her shoulders and helped him up. He winced at the sharp pain coursing through his body. It wasn't fair, continuing pain was supposed to ache, that was the rule. Sharp pains were only supposed to shoot through you and then give way to the dull ache. His ribs didn't seem to be obeying the rules.
"Are you able to walk O'Neill?" Teal'c asked.
"Indeed," Jack repeated, not trusting himself to say anything else.
He looked around and saw that Daniel was standing with a P-90 pointed towards the double doors that lead to the room.
"Hey, where'd you get that?" He grunted at Daniel.
"I located the room where our equipment was being held," Teal'c answered for him, "it is situated on the opposite side of the palace. Do you believe that you can walk that distance O'Neill?"
"Me? Of course," Jack said less than convincingly, "I'm fine, really.fine"
He was leaning heavily on Sam and Teal'c was standing as if to catch him. He noticed that he seemed to be wobbling slightly, his legs unstable. He tried to stand still and failed. His last attempt to stand up straight had been particularly painful and he slumped forwards again, tying to stop his vision swimming.
"Come on then," Jack encouraged them, "lets go use that good old Goa'uld know how."
He was starting to worry that he might be more badly injured than he first thought. Sam began to move slowly towards the door and Jack shuffled along beside her. Teal'c moved up front to lead the way and Daniel slipped to the back. They set off for the sarcophagus room.
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"Goddess," a Jaffa said approaching Nephthys, "the prisoners are attempting to escape. Should I order The Jaffa to recapture them?"
"No," the Goa'uld said, a faint smile on her lips.
"But.surely," the Jaffa began.
"Do not question your Goddess!" She shouted, turning on him, "Or you will not be my first prime for much longer. Learn your place Jaffa and you may ot suffer the same fate as your predecessor."
The Jaffa bowed submissively.
"I am sorry Goddess."
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Tell me what you think, please.
Oh and if you find anything that looks strange, let me know.
P.S. Has anybody read the new Harry Potter book?
It's horrible. :'(
:'(
Then I lost half of it somehow (I'm not sure how yet) and had to retype it so if you see any half sentences or things that don't make sense that's why. Let me know and I'll fix it. I have read it over a few times but I might have missed some.
That's my only excuse which is quite pathetic really; I think I'm just lazy.
I'm not going to make anymore promises about updating sooner because I just don't seem to be able to keep them, no matter how much I already have written.
Disclaimer: Stargate is not mine.
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Wake Up Call - Chapter 9
Teal'c looked around the seventh room that he had checked. It contained the equipment that Nephthys had taken from them. He picked up as much of his own as he could and grabbed a P-90 with his free hand.
The strategy he had been utilising to find the rest of SG1 was inefficient. He decided that a more practical method would be to capture an enemy Jaffa and force him to reveal SG1's current location. Teal'c turned and left the room to put his plan into action.
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Pain filled his senses until it was all he knew.
"Is that the best you can do?" He wheezed.
The Jaffa pulled his leg back for another strike. The heavily booted foot made contact with his ribs and Jack cried out in pain. It was something he tried not to do too often but he had the feeling one or more of his ribs were broken so it was okay. Or so he told himself.
Sam and Daniel were still being forced to stay in the kneeling position they had been in when Nephthys was there, straining to see what was happening to their leader. Jack lay on his side a little back from the others, curled slightly to protect his injured ribs as best as he could with his hands tied awkwardly behind his back.
Purple bruises blossomed across his face and blood poured steadily from a gash across his cheek.
"Ouch," he said sarcastically but it was a weak imitation of his usual sarcasm.
Jack tried to sit up again but was pushed down aggressively by the Jaffa who had been holding him before and kicked again. He saw Sam struggling against her captor.
"Do you think we could change the pattern here," Daniel said in a strained voice, "the `violence, witty comeback, violence` approach is making me dizzy."
Jack had to smile at that, Daniel was picking up some more bad habits.
The Jaffa hit Daniel with his fist, snapping his head back. That wasn't nearly as amusing. There was a reason he was the one who aggravated the Goa'uld. It stopped the rest of his team from being beaten to a pulp; well.that was how I was supposed to work.
Jack found himself on the wrong end of a staff weapon.
"Hey!" Daniel shouted.
Jack wanted to scream at the archaeologist to shut up.
The Jaffa turned back to Daniel.
"Nephthys said you couldn't kill us," Daniel continued.
"Yeah," Sam joined in.
Jack growled quietly. Why couldn't they just follow his lead for once?
"She wouldn't be very happy with you would she," Sam finished.
"Do not question me!"
He swung the staff weapon so that it hit Sam and Daniel across their stomachs. He heard the thud as it connected. Neither of them cried out but they fell forwards over the weapon, pulling against the Jaffa who were gripping their shoulders.
Jack managed to shuffle forwards a little bit so he could see them more clearly. The Jaffa holding Sam and Daniel seemed to be struggling to pull them back into a straight position once more. They were pulling back on the staff weapon that had assaulted them - and winning.
They must have worked their hands free of the rope binding them. Jack grinned proudly and tried to lie still looking harmless. His team pulled the weapon free and span it so it faced its owner. The Jaffa behind them were regaining control though. Sam shot their tormentor but the Jaffa guarding Jack forced the weapon from her hands and pointed it at her silently.
"Damn," Jack swore under his breath.
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After searching a great deal of time for any sign of Jaffa in the large palace, Teal'c was puzzled. He looked with concern from one end of the long gilded hall to the other. The palace appeared to be abandoned. Since his initial fight, which had already seemed a little too easy, Teal'c had encountered no further resistance.
He glanced up and down the doors that lined the inner side of the hallway and wondered if his team-mates were in one of those rooms. It was highly improbable.
He heard a cry of pain and looked towards the direction it had come from. If he remembered the plan of the palace correctly from Jacob Carters briefing then the noise was coming from the `throne room`. It was conceivable that they had been taken there to be tortured. However, even if the rest of the palace was deserted it was likely that the `throne room` would be heavily guarded.
He began running towards the origin of the noise.
*********************************************************************
The door to the room swung open and Jack thought it must be the Goa'uld coming back. Their chance of escape was gone again. He struggled to sit up but collapsed back to the ground. The sound of staff weapon blasts rang through the cavernous chamber. From his position Jack could see very little.
"Teal'c!" Daniel shouted.
Jack heard the bodies falling to the ground and saw his own guard drop. Somebody was undoing his bonds. It was Sam. Her hands were shaking slightly but she loosened the knot precisely. Teal'c leaned over him.
"Hey T," Jack croaked, "good to see ya."
"Are you able to stand O'Neill?"
That was Teal'c, straight business.
"Sure," Jack said certainly, "just give me a hand."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and held out his arm. Jack swung his arm up and grabbed Teal'cs. He tried to shuffle into an easier position, gritting his teeth against the pain.
"O'Neill," Teal'c addressed him impatiently, "we must hurry. There may already be more Jaffa on the way."
"Indeed," Jack said, quoting Teal'cs usual line.
Sam slipped his arm around her shoulders and helped him up. He winced at the sharp pain coursing through his body. It wasn't fair, continuing pain was supposed to ache, that was the rule. Sharp pains were only supposed to shoot through you and then give way to the dull ache. His ribs didn't seem to be obeying the rules.
"Are you able to walk O'Neill?" Teal'c asked.
"Indeed," Jack repeated, not trusting himself to say anything else.
He looked around and saw that Daniel was standing with a P-90 pointed towards the double doors that lead to the room.
"Hey, where'd you get that?" He grunted at Daniel.
"I located the room where our equipment was being held," Teal'c answered for him, "it is situated on the opposite side of the palace. Do you believe that you can walk that distance O'Neill?"
"Me? Of course," Jack said less than convincingly, "I'm fine, really.fine"
He was leaning heavily on Sam and Teal'c was standing as if to catch him. He noticed that he seemed to be wobbling slightly, his legs unstable. He tried to stand still and failed. His last attempt to stand up straight had been particularly painful and he slumped forwards again, tying to stop his vision swimming.
"Come on then," Jack encouraged them, "lets go use that good old Goa'uld know how."
He was starting to worry that he might be more badly injured than he first thought. Sam began to move slowly towards the door and Jack shuffled along beside her. Teal'c moved up front to lead the way and Daniel slipped to the back. They set off for the sarcophagus room.
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"Goddess," a Jaffa said approaching Nephthys, "the prisoners are attempting to escape. Should I order The Jaffa to recapture them?"
"No," the Goa'uld said, a faint smile on her lips.
"But.surely," the Jaffa began.
"Do not question your Goddess!" She shouted, turning on him, "Or you will not be my first prime for much longer. Learn your place Jaffa and you may ot suffer the same fate as your predecessor."
The Jaffa bowed submissively.
"I am sorry Goddess."
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Tell me what you think, please.
Oh and if you find anything that looks strange, let me know.
P.S. Has anybody read the new Harry Potter book?
It's horrible. :'(
:'(