Some years later…

The mission

Selena

What a beautiful planet! I'm nearly two thousand years old but I have never seen such an exotic planet before. Above me there was a green sky and the blue sun was shining on the violet grass. I was standing near some yellow trees and I was just enjoying this strange, yet fascinating environment. Suddenly I felt a tingling sensation in the back of the neck. It was a familiar feeling because it indicates the presence of another symbiont. Since I was the only Tok'ra on this planet is had to be a Goa'uld and so I unobtrusively looked around and tried to track its position. Nothing. No, wait. There, behind that big yellow tree. I swear I saw something.

Yes, there it was. It seemed that this Goa'uld had taken over a wild animal instead of a human host. This meant that it had no hand device and couldn't defend itself with a force field. Super! So I was not really in danger because one shot with my Zat would be enough to take it out. I reached for my weapon and couldn't hide my smile.

However, I was not smiling for a very long time. My Zat gun was not where it should have been. I must have lost it. How could that be? There was no more time for wondering because now the Goa'uld was smiling. I never have seen a wild animal smiling like this one before but it did and I knew that I really was in trouble. Selena . There was nothing where I could hide myself and I had no more weapons. I was terrified and I knew that on this day I was probably going to die but nonetheless I did the only thing I could do in this situation.

Selena. I ignored the voice of my host in my head because now was not the time to talk and started to run. The Goa'uld chased me and I felt that it was coming closer. Selena!

Suddenly I stumbled and in the next moment I was laying in the violet grass. Hastily I tried to stand up again but the only thing I could do, was to sit up. Why couldn't I stand up? This was really not my day. Selena In the meantime the Goa'uld had reached my position and jumped. Great, the Goa'uld had not been able to kill me in the last two thousand years but now I would be killed by a Goa'uld who had a rose coloured wild animal as host. Selena

In the next moment I was in a room that has been made of blue crystals. Where was I? It looked like my room. I felt so disorientated and I sat up.

Selena, finally you are awake. You had a nightmare. I tried to wake you up but you didn't respond.

My host sent me positive, reassuring feelings and I thanked her.

"Our duty begins in two hours. We could read something in the meantime." my dear host Isabel suggested. I agreed because I could do without a continuation of the dream this night.

One hour and twenty minutes later we were standing before a computer console and downloaded our personal file.

"I think there will be no special orders for us today. It will be another boring day in analysis." Isabel stated. "If I am correct we will eat Delash for breakfast, okay?"

Although I was thinking that she would win the bet, I agreed and took a look at the panel before me. "Undercover mission. Report to council for instructions." I read.

After eating two portions of Kisa, at least I had won the bet; we went to the Council chambers. All Council members were already there and were discussing something. As they saw me they stopped talking and simply starred in my direction.

"This means it will be dangerous mission." I told my host, who was in control of our body. "I know this look to well. It is the 'is this the last time we see her alive?' look."

My host agreed to my statement but we both knew that there was no alternative. Someone has to fight the Goa'uld.

Then Councillor Thoran began to explain the nature of our mission. Some minor Goa'uld needed a new Goa'uld servant because the last servant… okay, let's just say someone was not content with his work.

So we would have to work undercover as a Goa'uld assistant and gather information. Okay, that would be dangerous but it's what a Tok'ra operative does. Fighting the Goa'uld is a noble cause and worth dying for. That sounds brave, doesn't it?

It sounds melodramatic, my dear.

"You are sooo mistaken, Isabel." I 'said' to her in a very arrogant tone but in the next moment I had to laugh. I think that completely ruined my previous statement. Then I mentally hugged her. No other Tok'ra has such a wonderful host. I'm really lucky.

After the meeting I said good-bye to my friends, packed some things and left the Tok'ra base.

to be continued…

Klorel will appear in the next champter...promised

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