Point Of View: Wildwing
LEFT
Grin headed back to the Migrater with Mallory. Tanya, Buffy and Nosedive headed up to the Goa'uld mothership, intent on stopping the virus. Willow and Wildwing headed to the labs were the humans were in stasis.
He watched her as she studied them, watched as she concluded it wasn't just the virus; they had some sort of spell as well to put their mind into a Suarian mindset.
He wandered away, coming up to a large, black smooth stone a little larger then he was.
MIRROR
Willow explained it; the mirror was a way to other realities. This was one of the many things the Ancients had created along with natural gateways or magical doors.
What was this thing made out of? This was how that ... Goa'uld? - got through to this reality? Could this mean that it could send the Ducks home...or find Canard? A small flash of hope.
He reached out to touch the mirror but Willow snapped his hand back. She told him not to touch it otherwise he would be transported to the scene that was in the mirror - which at the moment was under the ocean.
PROTECTION
Willow explained to him that Buffy would not be infected. She had a certain gene in her that prevented such tampering as the virus. As for Willow, she was able to cast a spell that would protect her. She would try to cast it to envelop the other team members, but it would be hard.
He said do it, but don't exhaust yourself. They needed as many people unchanged as possible - if that meant they all change and she doesn't, so be it. Willow could only nod before settling down to perform her spell.
Wildwing locked himself in the cell.
A few moments later he smelt a change in the air. Tanya and Nosedive had failed.
BRO
Even as he was changing the only thing he could think of was his baby brother. Nosedive, the one that made him laugh, the one that used to put things into perspective...and he had ignored his little brother since coming to Earth.
Never spent time with him anymore, always snapped whenever he talked to him. He understood now why Nosedive thought it was none of big brother's business what he did.
It pained him deeply to realise his brother no longer trusted him, and the he had made his brother that way.
The last thought of his Puckworlden mind before succumbing to the hatred of the Suarians was this: Please, Buffy, take care of him...