Disclaimer: I do not own "Stargate SG-1" or any of it's characters, though I rather wish that I did. So yeah, enjoy.

Note: This takes place before SG-1 finds out about what really happened to Isis ('she and Osiris were "banished to oblivion" by Seth. The seal on Isis' jar was broken and she died. The Isis Jar is classified as item #14B in the museum in Chicago…' http/isisathena1690. ("The Curse", season 4, episode 13). It takes place just after "Urgo", seson 3, episode 16. If you wanna see a timeline, just go to http/en. .

O'Neill, Teal'c, Daniel Jackson, and Samantha Carter walked over to the MALP as the Stargate's wormhole closed behind them. Daniel gazed around at the ruins surrounding them. "It looks like the Goa'uld abandoned this place years ago…"

"They tend to do that..." Jack adjusted his gun. He muttered, "…use up all that they want, then abandon the people when they're finished." From what they could tell, the small planet only contained a few small settlements of less than fifty people each all centered around a long-abandoned mine, presumably a naquadah mine—especially if the Goa'uld had had any presence there. As Daniel was so keen to point out, it was rather odd that the population was so low. Jack sighed. "Alright… let's get going." He turned around to see Sam and Teal'c. "Jackson?" he yelled.

"Just a second! I've found something rather fascinating…"

Jack rolled his eyes and sauntered over to where Daniel knelt behind a tall slab. "So, which snake-head did they worship?"

"Isis, the Egyptian goddess of the earth."

"And this is so very fascinating because…"

Samantha tilted her head. "But Daniel, I thought that Isis was the goddess of magic and life, the goddess who taught women how to be obedient housewives."

Teal'c nodded. "Indeed."

"See, that's the fascinating thing about it. This writing is a derivative language of Latin, and to the Romans, she was the mighty goddess of the earth whose worship entailed elaborate and exotic rituals."

Jack cocked his brow. "Got tired of doing laundry?"

Daniel stood and brushed the dust off his uniform. "That's not the point. The point is that this planet was formed at a very specific time in Roman history, at least archaeologically speaking, in the period when some Romans began to reject their other gods and adopt those of Egypt. The most popular of those Egyptian gods to be adapted was…"

Sam nodded. "Isis."

"Right."

"Then let's get moving so you can talk to these ever so fascinating people of yours." Jack turned around and walked towards the nearest town, followed by Teal'c, Sam, and a reluctant Daniel—who soon began walking in the lead once he was over the remorse of leaving the ruins so quickly and excited about meeting the descendants of the people who had built them.

The villagers' reactions were normal: backing away slowly, quietly whispering.

Jack flashed them his we-won't-kill-you…-unless-you-piss-us-off smile. "Howdy, folks!"

Daniel rolled his eyes and tried a more traditional approach, inclining his head. "Salve." (note: pronounced sahll-weh

A man in elaborate white robes and red sashes made his way to the team. He returned Daniel's inclined head and greeting. "Salve et tu… I am Adiran. You speak the tongue of old. Tell me, are you priests?" He glanced at Carter, and nodded to her, "…or priestess?" he added.

"Not exactly," replied Jack.

"We're explorers," added Carter.

"From distant land. I'm Daniel, and this is Jack, Sam, and Teal'c. …We came through the Stargate, the chapa-ai…"

Jack pointed behind them. "The big metal circle."

Adiran backed away several paces and knelt down, as did the rest of the townspeople. "Oribis Pius."

"The Godly Circle," translated Daniel. "Please… Don't do this… You don't need to kneel… Really, it's alright…" But they would not listen.

Adiran whispered something in a young lad's ear, who quickly ran further into the small town. After a while, Adiran chanced to raise his head somewhat. "We are truly sorry to keep you waiting from your kind. Please, forgive us."

The team glanced at each other, Daniel finally asking, "Our kind?"

Just then, they heard the sound of staff weapons opening up and preparing to fire as fifteen Jaffa surrounded them.

Jack sucked in his breath, letting it out with a "ooo… not good…"