Title: Nabu
Author: P.L.S.
Rating: PG /PG-13
Warnings: Alternate Universe, Exploitation of a Minor
Summery: AU- Project Nabu was created by a stroke of luck on the NID's part but luck runs out and sometimes fate won't let you wander off your path.
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 tv series, and are copyright property of MGM-UA Worldwide Television, Gekko Film Corp, Glassner/Wright Double Secret Productions and Stargate SG-I Prod. Ltd. In other words, I don't own it, I'm not making money off of it, so please don't sue.
Author's Note: Eh, don't expect any DJ/S... Actually, I kind of think that Sha're is going to find Danny a bit irritating and I kind of prefer Daniel/Teal'c or Daniel/Linea. Besides, I want Anise-Fryja to have a big crush on him and to actively try to woo him. Chapters will be shorter now.
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Chapter Two- I Spy With My Little Eye...
Daniel cursed a blue streak as he slapped his arms and hopped a bit to get feeling back in his extremities. Sure, he knew intellectually that it was normal and everything, but he hated the cold. Tumbling down stone steps while freezing to death was not his idea of fun, and he heard the soldiers and the lone physicist echo his sentiments, sort of.
Okay, so he was the only one spitting profanities, and the only one not in total awe of being thrown across the galaxy by a metal ring. Hell, Maybourne was laughing and declaring wormholes the new roller coasters. Ah, hang them all! He was trained as a linguist and a sort of catch all version of an anthropologist, not a bleeding Air Force adrenaline junkie like the rest of the team was. So what if he could maybe take most of them, he didn't like to fight or anything.
Slowly he started to take in his surroundings and then he saw the light of natural desert sun. Mesmerized he walked out, and grinned at the sight of a Sahara like environment. "Ah, homey." he sighed.
"Figures, eh, kid?" came Maybourne's voice from behind him.
"Huh?" Daniel turned around and saw that his keeper was leaning against the outer arch way, but was still in the shade.
"Oh, just that we'd end up in the desert and without a single sign of life." Maybourne smiled, "So, you gonna find our way home?"
"Sure, just as soon as I meet the people of this place." said Daniel. Maybourne wore a look of confusion and irritation.
"What people?" Daniel rolled his eyes at the question.
"Oh, so giant structures just tend to spring out of the ground like trees?" he snorted, "Get real, it's like Eygpt, people are around, but you can't see them because the sand in the way. If you can wait and rest until nightfall, or at least sunset, we can start to scout for the people and they will give us answers."
Maybourne shrugged, he could wait, after all, he somehow knew that the kid was right and that they needed to talk to the natives. "Okay, fine. Come on back in. You might as well explore this place first." The boy smiled and followed him inside where he took off all but his boots, undershirt, and cargo pants and then started poking around while the soldiers set up camp, the scientist started poking around the stargate, and Harry stood watching it all trying to figure out why something felt off.
After an hour of Daniel vanishing into the shadows of the pyramid Harry finally decided to go after him.
He found a trail of the colored tape that the boy had started to use as his signature marker on trails. Following the trail lead Harry straight to a room that was covered in hieroglyphs and murals.
"What is this place?"
"It's an odd derivation of what we normally see on Earth, but I think this is kind of an antechamber to a treasury of the god Ra." The boy smiled at him, his eyes sparkling with the challenge, "The doorway and the mechanisms used to open it are hidden in the writings, but just imagine what kind of things a god would need stored, especially a god who is the ruler of the pantheon."
Harry looked around, none of it made a bit of sense to him, but he had learned from both watching the boy and hearing stories from others. He knew to trust the pint sized brainiac.
"Okay. Once you and Raines get that 'gate up and running, you'll have time to do your translations and expedition. It's almost time for dinner, you ready to join the rest of us, or are you going to eat with the ghosts of the dead?"
The kid gave him a cool grin, "Oh you know how lively those spirits are compared to you grown ups. Might be better conversation, you know."
"Whatever, kid. Foods on for eighteen hundred." Harry said as he left the room.
"You ever think about using normal time!" called out the boy.
Harry decided not to respond. The boy just didn't accept some things, or rather he liked to irritate the military personnel by picking on the right way to do things.
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It was sunset and Daniel grinned at the spectacular flare of colors that always passed so quickly amid the dunes. Maybourne was leading a team of three soldiers behind him, the adults were struggling to climb the steep hills that just acted like they couldn't withstand the soldiers' weight. In the distance, Daniel could see several spirals of smoke, not wood, but rather it looked like fires of dung and grasses. It was probably a bedouin-esque encampment upon an oasis or river.
He turned to see Maybourne finally make it up.
"I told you that I could scout just fine without you. Now look, controlled plant and dung fires, in other words if we head that way we'll find the peoples of this place. They will probably be nomadic, but it could be a semi-permenent trading post or fishing village. There will be water, most likely a oasis or a river not unlike the Nile or a seasonal river like a large wadi." Daniel said and Maybourne tried not to look too angry or tired as he was still puffing from the climb.
"Okay, so?"
"So, we need to go that way before they take it to move." The other three joined them and Maybourne barked out his orders and they finally agreed to let Daniel be the forward scout and guide, after all he was still some what fresh.
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Kashen looked out over the walls of Nagada in the early morning light. He had suck after his older brother who was on guard duty that night. He had hidden under a skin that covered the spears and quivers of arrows and fell asleep but was awake as the birds started their songs to Ra.
He rolled out into the open then stretched. In the distance he spied several dots moving. They were too small to be wild or returning mastages, but only the insane traveled by foot in the desert unless they were blessed or coming from the mines. But no one worked in the mines at night, it was too dangerous.
So who was coming? Trading season was over, the wandering ones were in Sa'Reki or Madda Hun, the caravans were long gone by more than a fortnight. Kashen bit his lip. Skaara's older sister would know what to do. She always seemed to know what to do, and so did Skaara.
Kashen and the other youth of the city just put it down to them having the old militia leader and council elder for a father and the keeper of tales and secrets for their mother. Sha're was the next in line for becoming the keeper, and it was rumored that Skaara would be the high elder in the future.
Kashen crept away and made his way to the mastage pens near the western side of the city. He knew that was where he would find Skaara. Even though they were the same age, Kashen trusted Skaara's mind far more than he trusted his own.
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