Teal'c walked down the hall for a short while until it widened and opened quickly into a medium-sized spherical room. There were no decorations or anything, not even any pillars to support the dome overhead. It was most unusual. He approached the cavernous like room and saw that it had no exit. He saw little he could do, so he chose to sit in the middle and attempt to enter Kel No Reem but be on guard for any attackers.
He was about to begin when he noticed his time-travel device was missing, and he a sudden voice behind him.
"Teal'c!"
The voice was all too familiar.
Apophis.
Teal'c fired his Zat gun, as O'Neill called it, several times over his shoulder at the source of the voice as he spun around and prepared to do battle. Unluckily for him, it did not harm the Goa'uld through his shield. Teal'c calmed a little, he knew this could not be. This was not the real Apophis, but some sort of trickery from Atum. "You are a cur and a fiend, but you are not real!" Teal'c yelled, but he did not lower his staff weapon.
"Stop this foolishness! You are my First Prime."
"I am no longer a servant of false Gods!"
"Hah! You now serve lowly Tau'ri as less than a dog!"
"I am their friend and equal." Teal'c retorted to this illusion, but he felt himself becoming light-headed. He shook it off.
"So they may say, but how shallow that illusion is!" Apophis's eyes glowed with malevolence. "You do not have their trust. Still, General Hammond instantly doubts you when he can find no other to assign blame. Not even you precious comrade O'Neill trusts you!"
"He trusts me with his life daily!"
"He trusts only that you will act the obedient dog you are!" The self-stylized God bellowed. "You are not equal! They will not reveal to their people that you even exist. You are alien. Unwanted. They despise you deep inside, but use you for the tool you are."
"I am not a tool!"
"Oh, but you are. These humans have taken everything away from you and given you nothing."
"They have given me my honour!" Teal'c had forgotten that this was an illusion. His grip on reality was slipping, and his reasoning was corrupt. Apohis's words had great appeal, although he knew not why. He fought a silent losing battle.
"Honour! They know nothing of honour! They would destroy their enemies in whatever way presented itself! They think only of personal gain, they do not even care about their fellows. Humans are a plague that if let run free will only ultimately destroy the universe upon which they feed, and then themselves."
"That is a lie." Teal'c paused before he could force the words out, and only barely managed to.
"Lies? I do not give you lies. You are the one who gives himself a life full of lies. You have known nothing but misery since you abandoned me. I give you the chance to join me once more. You can once more gain honour and valor in proper battle."
Teal'c did not know why what was being proposed sounded so good. Part of him knew that his mind was being clouded, but he still felt himself succumbing. Honour. Valor. Were these things not good? He remembered the glory he once felt. And the pride. He need not turn against SG-1, merely leave them. He could even fight for Apophis against other system lords. Surely this would help the Tau'ri. But why should they be helped? They were a weak and inferior people, hardly fit to kneel at the feet of any God.
The last thought shattered his confusion. It was false. He shook his head, shaking the lies from his mind. Everything Apophis said was false. He himself was false, only an illusion. Lies, deception and trickery! This was some ploy of Atum! Teal'c glanced at his time-keeping device. There were only 12 seconds left before this place was destroyed! That was Atum's ploy, to distract him. This dialogue had taken longer than seemed possible. He remembered that he had lost the time-travel device, and saw it lying nearby. He jumped at it, and hit the button just as he felt flames licking against him. He could only hope that the others had not been ensnared and destroyed as he nearly had been.