I don't usually write anything before the beginning of a new chapter. However, after reading Ashes2Ashes review I had to say...I couldn't agree more. That is why I have updated chapter 13. In Microsoft Word it has about 4 pages of new material. I also went into some of the prior scenes and changed some of them as well. I hope that this places Xander more within character. Thank you Ashes2Ashes for pointing that out. (And now that I said this...I hope that actually updated it before people start looking...ah well...it'll be there, if it's not already.) Anyways...take a look and tell me what you think.

Thanks for reading...and enjoy the new chapter!

Marc D.

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SG-1 found themselves inside a Goa'uld holding cell. Once the power had gone out and the force field had vanished, they had been swarmed with Jaffa. O'Neill knew that there was no way to get out of this situation, especially with Xander being unconscious and all.

He looked down at the still sleeping man. He chuckled to himself. 'Damn kid, do you realize that you slept through most of the excitement last time too?' He reflected back on finding Xander passed out in the Alley after saving Carter's life. At least this time it wasn't due to alcohol and being beaten up by a vampire. No, now Xander has found a whole new way to get himself knocked out. If they survived this, Jack was sure he was in store for some interesting times. He just hoped that machine hadn't hurt the kid.

The members of SG-1, who were still awake, had been worried that Ba'al would come and take Xander from them. As of yet, it seemed that the Goa'uld had not been informed of what had transpired in that room. But, their fears were apparently warranted. A few Jaffa filed into the cell with their weapons at the ready.

Two of the guards picked up Xander's still form and carried him to their god. Ba'al stood at the entrance to the cell and led his loyal Jaffa out of the room. In the background one could hear Jack's protests before he was hit with one of their pain sticks.

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Xander began to swim back into the land of the conscious. Immediately he felt as though his body was on fire and his head was being hammered upon as though it was a ripe melon. And as quickly as those sensations came, they dissipated, causing Xander to stiffen in place. That had the affect of throwing the two guards hauling him behind Ba'al to go off-balance and fall to the ground.

With a reaction time that would stun him when he had time to think about it later, he had taken in the entire scene. He realized that he was in a large room with a few tables that had some form of alien attachments next to it. It looked like something Dr. Frankenstein would drool over.

In just another brief moment the memories of what had happened, in what they had first thought of as a cave, assaulted his mind. He was quick to realize that he no longer had the injuries he sustained before entering the supposed cave. Beyond that, he couldn't remember feeling so good. And in that moment, he failed to notice the guard behind him lunging at him with a dagger.

At the last possible moment he moved slightly. This had the effect of turning a fatal wound into a merely annoying, yet painful one. And, as it happened, in the same damn spot he had been shot earlier.

In a few quick movements the guard was out cold on the floor. Without even thinking he pulled the dagger from his shoulder and let out a small scream of pain while doing so. He watched in mute fascination as his skin could be seen visibly healing itself. While it wasn't immediate, he knew that within little time he would be completely healed. And as the wound healed itself, the pain diminished rapidly. He was still staring at the wound when he heard a Zat'nikatel being primed.

He looked up just in time to see the weapon being discharged directly at him. It hit him full on, causing him to back up a step while his knees buckled slightly. But to the astonishment of the self-proclaimed god and his loyal subjects, that sensation only lasted a short moment before he righted himself.

Without hesitation, as to not test the 2 shot rule, he threw the dagger he had pulled out of his shoulder. Without really knowing if he intended the dagger to do so, it embedded itself into the throat of the Jaffa. The guard was dead before he hit the ground.

With two quick and well-placed kicks, specifically shown to him by Teal'c, both guards that had been thrown to the ground were rendered unconscious. With that done he sent a withering glare to the Goa'uld who was still wearing a smug expression.

Xander calmly walked over to the dead Jaffa and retrieved his Zat. All the while Ba'al looked on with an amused air. Xander primed the weapon and fired it at the false god. The energy harmlessly splashed off of an energy field and dissipated harmlessly around him.

Xander placed the Zat in a holder he still had on his fatigues. He slowly advanced on the Goa'uld as its eyes glowed in an eerie gold color before its bass voice reverberated around the room.

"Truly impressive. A Hok'tar." A smile, that would look better suited to a shark, appeared on its face. "I will take much pleasure in taking you apart and learning all I can." Its metallic laughter echoed throughout the room. "Once my current host has been 'upgraded' you will make a fine host for a lieutenant."

Xander sneered up at the arrogant bastard. "You talk to damned much."

Ba'al returned the sneer with one of his own. "And you don't scream nearly enough."

With that proclamation Ba'al raised his hand. The ribbon device, that all System Lords habitually wore, began to glow a deep red. A burst of energy was spewed from the device.

As if by instinct Xander raised his hand as to ward off the attack of energy. Again, to the astonishment of both parties, it actually worked.

"IMPOSSIBLE!"

Ba'al raised his hand once more and put far greater concentration into controlling the ribbon device. The pulse was far greater this time.

Xander, with his hands still extended, warded off the energy. Whatever wall that seemed to be blocking the intended victim of the energy burst began to push Xander backwards. Xander renewed his concentration and began to push back.

A swirl of energy could be seen forming as it continuously changed course. It would slowly proceed towards Xander only to begin to return to its sender. With a scream of primal rage, Xander splayed his fingers. The energy circled on itself before going full force into the one that had originally called it forth.

Ba'al rocketed through the air a good twenty feet before he collided with the wall with a sickening thud. Some of the marble, or whatever stone the walls were made of, actually cracked. Ba'al's body slumped to the ground.

Xander walked up to the System Lord. His Zat out once again. He placed his foot firmly on the hand with the ribbon device. When there was no reaction to this movement he took it off of the Goa'uld and placed it on his own hand.

He quickly bent down to check for a pulse. He wasn't sure if he sighed out of assurance or relief as he found one. The thought of killing the menace briefly entered his mind. But he had never killed simply in cold blood.

He backed away from the hapless figure slumped on the ground. He closed his eyes briefly and willed the ribbon device active. He could feel the power welling up in the device. At the last moment he turned on his heals, deciding not to discharge the weapon. If anyone was going to make this call, it was Colonel O'Neill. It was simply one he wasn't ready for. He could barely look at the blood that was pooling around the one Jaffa that he had already killed without feeling somewhat nauseous.

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Xander had made it down the long hallway before he was confronted with two guards pointing weapons at him. He closed his eyes briefly before saying something that both Teal'c and Jack had told him may give him a moment as the Jaffa may be thrown off guard. However, he was planning on doing something slightly different with it. Looking at the guards straight in the eyes. He spoke in an authoritative manner.

"Jaffa Kree!"

Both guards looked at each other briefly, a good time to strike. But Xander remained still. They seemed to both come to the same conclusion as they both began to slowly advance on him. Xander simply raised his hand and hit the guard on the left with a small burst of energy from the ribbon device. The guard slid across the floor where he laid unconscious. Once again, Xander looked upon the guard, who was staring at him in wide-eyed terror. In the same authoritative manner, though this time it was tinged with a promise of misfortune should he be disobeyed, he spoke.

"Jaffa Kree!"

The Jaffa stared at him for a moment, seemingly frozen in place. It had just seen the man do something only a god could do. Though he could not sense his god within the man, only a god could use such magic. That meant that Ba'al, his all knowing and all powerful god, had created this man as a new lord. One that could not be sensed. It made sense. For there was nothing his lord could not do. The Jaffa held his weapon in a ready position and saluted his new lord. He simply stayed in a humble position until the young lord would give him instructions.

Xander watched as the Jaffa stiffened then saluted him. He waited for a moment as the guard remained in the same position. After a moment he spoke.

"Take me to the Tau'ri prisoners."

The guard bowed slightly and turned on his heels, making his way down the hallway. About halfway down there was a slight opening. What was placed on a table there made Xander smile.

"Kree Jaffa."

The Jaffa turned around awaiting his command. Xander walked over to the table that had, what appeared to be, Daniel's backpack on it. Glancing inside he found the video camera and some books, a few odds and ends, but no weapons. He sighed, but took the bag anyways. With that done both men made their way down the corridor and to the cells.

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Xander entered a step behind the Jaffa. Once he was noticed the guards protecting the cells raised their weapons at him. Before he could even have a chance to speak the Jaffa in front of him fired a warning shot at the others.

"Do not attack your lord."

The other member's of SG-1 gave each other worried looks. One of the Jaffa guarding the cells advanced towards Xander and the other Jaffa, clearly protesting his claim. Before he could get halfway there a burst of energy shot forth from the ribbon device sending the advancing Jaffa crashing into the far wall and sending him off into the land of nod.

Xander looked at another Jaffa guarding the cell. "Open the gate and release them." There was no hesitation on his behalf. Once this was done, he looked at the other Jaffa and ordered them to leave. After the mass exodus it was only SG-1 and the first Jaffa to remain.

Teal'c quickly advanced on them, knocking the stunned Jaffa out, and placing Xander in a locked position.

"Well T, it's good to see you too. Though really, I'm not your type." Xander looked up with an amused expression. "Hey Carter, you want to try this instead?"

Jack would have smirked if it weren't for the surreal, not to mention depressing, events that were taking place. First mission and the kid was taken as a host. He did not have a clue what he was going to tell Hammond, should he be able to get out of this. Oh Crap! What was he going to tell The President? He was not looking forward to getting back home.

Sam, for her part, just stared morosely at the man she believed to have been taken over by a Goa'uld. The way he commanded the Jaffa, and the way he used the Ribbon Device, it was the only viable conclusion. At least, that was what she thought until she saw Teal'c stiffen and let him go.

"Xander?" The stoic former first prime asked.

"Yea?"

Teal'c studied him for a moment before turning to the rest of his team.

"O'Neill, I feel no symbiote within him."

Jack got a hopeful look in his eyes as Sam took a few cautious steps closer. She turned around toward her CO with a smile on her lips and nodded her agreement. She then reminded herself that she would need to give Xander a good smack in the head, discreetly of course, for what he said earlier. That was when the Jaffa on the ground began to moan.