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`Stargate` please raise your hand so you can be tortured into sanity by the
Goa'uld system lords.
Thank you's:
Sylvia: Thank you so much. I'm glad you're enjoying it so far. All the dots are in place in the word document but sometimes when chapters are posted they disappear. I'm very sorry if this confused you. It's very annoying. I'm sure J.K.Rowling must have some sort of plan.
Fairy: Thank you, I'm glad you like it. Is this a quick enough update?
Lynn: Thanks for your review. I'm not going to tell you that so I hope it was a rhetorical question. (
Claire9: How do you know I didn't? (
IloveSG1: Thanks for both of your reviews.
EyeCandy: I couldn't possibly tell you anything about the ending. *smiles innocently*. Thanks for your review and sorry if this story results in your untimely death. *smirks evilly*. The muse name didn't seem to be going too well but after a bout of insomnia Keara seems to be back to work with a vengeance.
Pat: Thanks, glad you like it.
samstwin: Sorry for the slight cliff-hanger ending but it was just the perfect place to stop (or I think so). I hope this wasn't too much of a wait. Thank you.
Rebecca Dooley: I know they are *muahahahaha* *ahem* Thanks. Hope this was worth the wait.
Samjacklover: Short and to the point. Thank you for your enthusiasm (
AN: And now to the story. (After nearly a page of AN's!!!).
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Wake Up Call - Chapter 13
Jack took a gasping breath and surged forwards. Or tried to. He couldn't move. The room was bright and he couldn't see his team mates.
"Teal'c, Daniel," he shouted.
"I'm here Jack," he heard Daniels voice about a foot to his right.
"As am I," Teal'c said from his left.
"Please be silent," a hushed voice interrupted Jack before he could ask where they were.
His eyes were beginning to adjust to the lighting and a figure appeared in the middle of his vision. After a few more seconds, he could tell that the figure approaching him was a woman with long blonde hair fastened in plaits that fell down her back and around her shoulders. She wore a long white coat, which was buttoned up to the high neck.
"Who.?" Jack asked quietly and realised that his throat was very dry.
Jack could have sworn he saw her eyes flash white and then came the tell- tale voice.
"We are of the Tok'ra," the woman said, unfastening the bonds that held him to the sloped table.
Jack groaned.
"What a surprise," he muttered.
"My name is Nenet, my hosts name is Nakia," she continued.
"Isn't that a type of phone?" Jack asked frowning.
"That's Nokia, Jack," Daniel supplied.
"Oh."
The Tok'ra frowned as she continued to untie him.
"We are responsible for your suffering at Nephthys's hands."
"You're the spy," Daniel deduced.
"Yes," she answered, "however, it seems that the information we passed to the Tok'ra high command was inaccurate."
She had finished freeing him and moved onto Daniel.
"Inaccurate?" Jack asked, standing tentatively and checking all his limbs were still in working order.
"Yes."
"Would you care to elaborate?" He asked.
"Nephthys has apparently become aware of a spy within her ranks. In an attempt to capture the traitor, she fashioned an elaborate deception."
"A deception?" Jack asked, his voice rising slightly.
"Yes."
"Look I know you Tok'ra like your little secrets but could you just tell us what the hell is going on!"
Nenet helped Daniel off the table, steadying him and walked to where Teal'c was waiting patiently to be released.
"The meeting of the System Lords was a rouse to try and make the Tok'ra spy reveal themselves in an attempt to halt the summit," Nenet answered, "everything you have experienced since being killed by the Jaffa upon your original arrival was not real."
"What do you mean `not real`? Daniel asked, examining the devices they had been plugged into and trying to figure out while they looked familiar.
Nenet had finished untying Teal'c and moved further across the room, picking something up from a table.
"Drink this," Nenet ordered, holding out a gold container filled with water. Jack took it and drank briefly before handing it to Daniel and concentrating on the Tok'ra once more.
"Nephthys revived you all using a sarcophagus," Nenet continued as Teal'c stood. She moved to a panel on the opposite side of the room, which faced the tables and began pressing buttons.
"She knew you must have been sent by the Tok'ra and decided to use a device from a planet she has recently conquered," Nenet gestured to the tables behind them, "that is an altered version."
"The gamekeeper," Daniel said realising why it was familiar.
"The device allowed her to make you see whatever she wished. She entered it herself to try and convince you that of her intentions to kill the System Lords," Nenet opened a draw and pulling out zat guns and throwing them to the others.
"She wished to learn more about your planet in order to defeat you. Her ultimate goal was for you to attempt to return to Earth."
"She knows how to open the iris!" Daniel exclaimed.
Nenet nodded once.
"An attack under preparation."
"If none of it was real," Jack interrupted the panic, "what about Sam?"
"When Dr Carter was shot by the Jaffa, she was thrown out of the game. It is a failsafe I put in place to make sure it appeared as real as possible," Nenet told the increasingly impatient Colonel, "Dr Carter is currently on the planet being interrogated by Nephthys."
"Where are we?" Daniel asked curiously.
"We are on the mother ship in orbit of the planet you first travelled to," Nenet said pressing herself against the wall beside a door, "now come, we must rescue your team mate and return to your planet to warn them of the attack."
They moved to the door, zats at the ready.
"How much did Nephthys see of our world?" Jack asked, somewhat more rational after the discovery that Sam was still alive.
"She is aware of the code necessary to open your iris and is in possession of the devices the code is entered into," Nenet responded, pausing by the door.
"The all we need to do is delay the attack," Jack told her.
Nenet frowned.
"How long have we been here? I mean in the game." Jack asked.
Daniel caught on quickly.
"If we're gone for too long the GDO code is changed in case we've been captured and the enemy gets them."
"That is a wise precaution," Nenet smiled, "we must first free Dr Carter and then we can delay the Jaffa."
"The Jaffa will be preparing their assault from this ship," Teal'c spoke for the first time, looking to Nenet for affirmation. She nodded. "If we destroy the mother ship there will not be enough Jaffa remaining to attack the Tau'ri."
"We will not be able to retrieve your weapons, they are too heavily guarded. It will be difficult enough to free Dr Carter once we are on the planet," Nenet said, pressing a shape on the wall, "We must go. I know of a way to sabotage the ship."
The door slid open and Nenet fired quickly at the Jaffa guarding the room.
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Sam looked up at the figure in front of her with a horrible sense of Deja- vu. She was confused. She was still strapped to the hard surface that she had woken up on and the low horizontal position was making her feel strangely vulnerable.
Nephthys was towering above her, a vicious looking knife in one hand, a hand device on the other. She was wearing the same thing she had been the last time she interrogated her, a long white line skirt hanging from her hips and secured with a thick jewelled belt. Her chest and back were covered with the same large lapis lazuli and gold necklace.
Sam had realised some time ago that she was no longer wearing her uniform. Now she was clothed in a long linen skirt with a simple wrap around top of the same material that left her stomach bare.
"Dr Carter," Nephthys spoke, "I have learnt much about you in your time with here."
She sounded reasonable, almost kind.
"Oh yeah?" Sam said croakily, her mouth and throat were dry making it difficult to form the words.
Nephthys smiled. She lowered the blade to her stomach, running it lightly over the pale flesh. Sam felt a sharp pain, looked down, and saw a diagonal red line from the bottom of her ribs to her navel. She looked away, turning her head to the side.
"Yes."
She moved the blade and made a shorter, parallel incision. Sam gritted her teeth.
"I have learned."
A cut.
"Of your desire."
Another cut.
"To procreate."
Sam gasped as the realisation of what Nephthys was doing hit her, and the blade sank deeper into her flesh.
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Thank you's:
Sylvia: Thank you so much. I'm glad you're enjoying it so far. All the dots are in place in the word document but sometimes when chapters are posted they disappear. I'm very sorry if this confused you. It's very annoying. I'm sure J.K.Rowling must have some sort of plan.
Fairy: Thank you, I'm glad you like it. Is this a quick enough update?
Lynn: Thanks for your review. I'm not going to tell you that so I hope it was a rhetorical question. (
Claire9: How do you know I didn't? (
IloveSG1: Thanks for both of your reviews.
EyeCandy: I couldn't possibly tell you anything about the ending. *smiles innocently*. Thanks for your review and sorry if this story results in your untimely death. *smirks evilly*. The muse name didn't seem to be going too well but after a bout of insomnia Keara seems to be back to work with a vengeance.
Pat: Thanks, glad you like it.
samstwin: Sorry for the slight cliff-hanger ending but it was just the perfect place to stop (or I think so). I hope this wasn't too much of a wait. Thank you.
Rebecca Dooley: I know they are *muahahahaha* *ahem* Thanks. Hope this was worth the wait.
Samjacklover: Short and to the point. Thank you for your enthusiasm (
AN: And now to the story. (After nearly a page of AN's!!!).
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Wake Up Call - Chapter 13
Jack took a gasping breath and surged forwards. Or tried to. He couldn't move. The room was bright and he couldn't see his team mates.
"Teal'c, Daniel," he shouted.
"I'm here Jack," he heard Daniels voice about a foot to his right.
"As am I," Teal'c said from his left.
"Please be silent," a hushed voice interrupted Jack before he could ask where they were.
His eyes were beginning to adjust to the lighting and a figure appeared in the middle of his vision. After a few more seconds, he could tell that the figure approaching him was a woman with long blonde hair fastened in plaits that fell down her back and around her shoulders. She wore a long white coat, which was buttoned up to the high neck.
"Who.?" Jack asked quietly and realised that his throat was very dry.
Jack could have sworn he saw her eyes flash white and then came the tell- tale voice.
"We are of the Tok'ra," the woman said, unfastening the bonds that held him to the sloped table.
Jack groaned.
"What a surprise," he muttered.
"My name is Nenet, my hosts name is Nakia," she continued.
"Isn't that a type of phone?" Jack asked frowning.
"That's Nokia, Jack," Daniel supplied.
"Oh."
The Tok'ra frowned as she continued to untie him.
"We are responsible for your suffering at Nephthys's hands."
"You're the spy," Daniel deduced.
"Yes," she answered, "however, it seems that the information we passed to the Tok'ra high command was inaccurate."
She had finished freeing him and moved onto Daniel.
"Inaccurate?" Jack asked, standing tentatively and checking all his limbs were still in working order.
"Yes."
"Would you care to elaborate?" He asked.
"Nephthys has apparently become aware of a spy within her ranks. In an attempt to capture the traitor, she fashioned an elaborate deception."
"A deception?" Jack asked, his voice rising slightly.
"Yes."
"Look I know you Tok'ra like your little secrets but could you just tell us what the hell is going on!"
Nenet helped Daniel off the table, steadying him and walked to where Teal'c was waiting patiently to be released.
"The meeting of the System Lords was a rouse to try and make the Tok'ra spy reveal themselves in an attempt to halt the summit," Nenet answered, "everything you have experienced since being killed by the Jaffa upon your original arrival was not real."
"What do you mean `not real`? Daniel asked, examining the devices they had been plugged into and trying to figure out while they looked familiar.
Nenet had finished untying Teal'c and moved further across the room, picking something up from a table.
"Drink this," Nenet ordered, holding out a gold container filled with water. Jack took it and drank briefly before handing it to Daniel and concentrating on the Tok'ra once more.
"Nephthys revived you all using a sarcophagus," Nenet continued as Teal'c stood. She moved to a panel on the opposite side of the room, which faced the tables and began pressing buttons.
"She knew you must have been sent by the Tok'ra and decided to use a device from a planet she has recently conquered," Nenet gestured to the tables behind them, "that is an altered version."
"The gamekeeper," Daniel said realising why it was familiar.
"The device allowed her to make you see whatever she wished. She entered it herself to try and convince you that of her intentions to kill the System Lords," Nenet opened a draw and pulling out zat guns and throwing them to the others.
"She wished to learn more about your planet in order to defeat you. Her ultimate goal was for you to attempt to return to Earth."
"She knows how to open the iris!" Daniel exclaimed.
Nenet nodded once.
"An attack under preparation."
"If none of it was real," Jack interrupted the panic, "what about Sam?"
"When Dr Carter was shot by the Jaffa, she was thrown out of the game. It is a failsafe I put in place to make sure it appeared as real as possible," Nenet told the increasingly impatient Colonel, "Dr Carter is currently on the planet being interrogated by Nephthys."
"Where are we?" Daniel asked curiously.
"We are on the mother ship in orbit of the planet you first travelled to," Nenet said pressing herself against the wall beside a door, "now come, we must rescue your team mate and return to your planet to warn them of the attack."
They moved to the door, zats at the ready.
"How much did Nephthys see of our world?" Jack asked, somewhat more rational after the discovery that Sam was still alive.
"She is aware of the code necessary to open your iris and is in possession of the devices the code is entered into," Nenet responded, pausing by the door.
"The all we need to do is delay the attack," Jack told her.
Nenet frowned.
"How long have we been here? I mean in the game." Jack asked.
Daniel caught on quickly.
"If we're gone for too long the GDO code is changed in case we've been captured and the enemy gets them."
"That is a wise precaution," Nenet smiled, "we must first free Dr Carter and then we can delay the Jaffa."
"The Jaffa will be preparing their assault from this ship," Teal'c spoke for the first time, looking to Nenet for affirmation. She nodded. "If we destroy the mother ship there will not be enough Jaffa remaining to attack the Tau'ri."
"We will not be able to retrieve your weapons, they are too heavily guarded. It will be difficult enough to free Dr Carter once we are on the planet," Nenet said, pressing a shape on the wall, "We must go. I know of a way to sabotage the ship."
The door slid open and Nenet fired quickly at the Jaffa guarding the room.
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Sam looked up at the figure in front of her with a horrible sense of Deja- vu. She was confused. She was still strapped to the hard surface that she had woken up on and the low horizontal position was making her feel strangely vulnerable.
Nephthys was towering above her, a vicious looking knife in one hand, a hand device on the other. She was wearing the same thing she had been the last time she interrogated her, a long white line skirt hanging from her hips and secured with a thick jewelled belt. Her chest and back were covered with the same large lapis lazuli and gold necklace.
Sam had realised some time ago that she was no longer wearing her uniform. Now she was clothed in a long linen skirt with a simple wrap around top of the same material that left her stomach bare.
"Dr Carter," Nephthys spoke, "I have learnt much about you in your time with here."
She sounded reasonable, almost kind.
"Oh yeah?" Sam said croakily, her mouth and throat were dry making it difficult to form the words.
Nephthys smiled. She lowered the blade to her stomach, running it lightly over the pale flesh. Sam felt a sharp pain, looked down, and saw a diagonal red line from the bottom of her ribs to her navel. She looked away, turning her head to the side.
"Yes."
She moved the blade and made a shorter, parallel incision. Sam gritted her teeth.
"I have learned."
A cut.
"Of your desire."
Another cut.
"To procreate."
Sam gasped as the realisation of what Nephthys was doing hit her, and the blade sank deeper into her flesh.
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