Chapter 3
Alexia walked into the sun light. It was good to feel the warmth on her cold skin. Her long chestnut hair blew in the wind. She felt fresh, breathing cool clean air again. Her clothes were dirty and she needed a wash desperately, but there was little they could do below ground. All the water they had was for drinking, and she was glad of it in the days when it became too hot to bear. She was standing in the middle of a large plain once covered in greenery, the grass was beginning to grow back, small patches here and there, flowing and rippling in the wind. There was no colour now, no red, yellow, purple flowers covering the fields, bringing hope to many of better days. Now the grass was a symbol of peace, safety, though she didn't think that would last long. They may be back soon, to finish what they started. To end the massacres by whipping out their entire civilisation. She stood wearing little more than a petite top and shorts, all covered in dust and dried mud from the caves. The warm sun burnt into her, reminding her of her life before and bringing her close to tears. Soon she would be able to take a bath in the lake, get clean clothes. She held onto the thought, the one thing she had to keep her from collapsing into a fit of tears. They were safe. For now.
The men had come without warning. They offered them friendship, a way out of their planetary wars, but instead showed them unwavering hostility. Killing every man woman and child they could get their hands on. Few were lucky enough to have escaped.
Alexia moved towards her destination with a new found purpose. Though her body was weak and tired she would find them. She would somehow find a way to seek revenge for her people, for her family, and for all the pain she now felt inside.
The figure flowed from the darkness. Cool light highlighting the face. It was Lokal. He strode towards her, aggravation emanated from every stride. Sam had been shouting his name for 10 minutes yet she had not moved from the table. His pale skin seemed to glow against the shadows behind him.
As Lokal reached the table she tensed. Her slim figure sitting up to face him. With anger in her eyes to show she would defend herself.
"There's no need to greet me with such hostility. No harm will come to you…. Yet." He said coolly. His voice so smooth and hushed it almost softened the threat of the word 'yet'.
"And why is that?" Sam asked. Never taking her eyes off Lokal she stood so she was only a metre in front of him. Their eyes locked as he contemplated an answer.
"We believe in sharing Sam. For me to answer your question, I need you to answer some of mine." He started to circles her. Never moving within a meter of her, but never ceasing to let his blue eyes burn through her. It sent shivers down her spine as she thought about what he said. By answering questions she may be forced to tell them about the SGC and the mission. No. She was curious but she would never tell.
"I won't answer your questions." Every muscle in Sam's body wanted to lash out and kill him where he stood. But she would never get close enough.
"In time Sam. In time you will answer every question I have. In time you will be one of us." With that he left the room. Swallowed by the shadows. All Sam heard was the door click shut, and she was left in the silence to dwell on what had passed.
Authors note:
Ok its been ages since ive updated this!
I started writing chapter 3 a year ago.. have had to change my story line cos it ended up being too simaler to that of the current 9th series. So am now making it up as I go along! Lol so sorry for the short chapter. Much to think about before I continue ahead. Hope this keeps you going for a while..
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