Title:
Chosen
Written By:
LegolasLover2003 aka Ashley
Category:
Fanfiction - TV Shows - Stargate SG-1
Genre:
Angst/Drama
Disclaimer:
I do not own anything related to Stargate or Stargate SG-1. I also do not own Dr. Daniel Jackson, Colonel Jack O'Neill, Captain Samantha Carter, Teal'C, or knowMichael Shanks, Richard Dean Anderson, Amanda Tapping, Christopher Judge, Don S. Davis, or any other actors or actresses involved with Stargate or Stargate SG-1.
Note:
Chora is a term used by Kristeva that relates to the warmth, fluidity, harmony, and security which she theorized occurs in the womb. It's usually associated with studying Sigmund Freud's theories. I thought it fit well because, well, it gives Daniel a logical explination.
Note 2:
The song used throughout this story is by S.E.S. and is called "Dreams Come True".
Note 3:
I AM NOT fluent in Korean nor do I act as if I can speak it at all. Everything you read in Korean came from the internet somewhere, be it a dictionary or phrase book. I also don't know very much about Korean culture... so I'm making it up.
CHOSEN
Prologue
"NO!"
There was a splash, and Daniel Jackson found himself slamming into the tiled floor of his shower. His heart was racing madly as the hot water continued to flow down his body. He lay there for a few moments, blinking stupidly, trying to get a grasp of his surroundings.
With a start, he stood, using the wall as support and turning the handle on the shower.
Water stopped immediately.
A glance down told him that his drain was clogged... again... and that he had slipped in the excess water after a moment of incoherence.
'Incoherence is right...' Daniel thought, grabbing a towel from the rack outside as he closed the shower door behind him.
Steam filled the bathroom of Daniel Jackson' apartment, and the fact that he could not see anything but a blurry white fog in the mirror, made his heart sick at ease.
'She was here... It... She was so real... I. COULD. FEEL. HER.' his mind spun as he leaned against the cool wall of his bathroom.
It had only been days since the goddess Hathor had invaded Star Gate Command, putting every man within under her seductive control. The mother of all Goa'uld, Hathor had sought Daniel out as a mate... as a Chosen One... someone she could replace Ra with. Someone to help her populate the world with Goa'uld larva...
Daniel still shuddered at the mere thought of it and, though he did not want to think of his time spent with her, it came to his mind anyway.
Both he and Colonel O'Neill had been afflicted with memory loss, but it was beginning to fade. However, the young archeologist had not gone into much detail about the whys and the hows of his DNA being in the mess Hathor had left in her wake.
"Damned, chora." Daniel spoke shakily, running a hand through his soaked hair. "I should have known that this line of thought, accompanied by the heat of the shower would... would make me... me think of it... That feeling of being engulfed in warmth it..." he shook his head, "No. It was just a dream. Just a horrible nightmare. I was tired and and not thinking straight and all I wanted was a shower. Simple." the man smiled, trying to convince himself of what was logical.
But in his line of work... logic was not always the key.
Tentatively, Daniel stepped up to the mirror in his bathroom. He ran a hand over it's smooth glassy surface, only to find himself staring back... albeit he was drenched to the bone with badly slicked back hair, but it was still himself.
There was no Hathor.
With a sigh of relief, Daniel finished drying his hair.
It was late, well past midnight, and he would not be on call for the next two days. This meant that he could sleep in and... well... go to bed with wet hair. Not even thinking of what he might look like in the morning, or that there was even a minute chance he could catch a cold, he fell over onto bed.
Within moments of his head landing on the pillow, Daniel was asleep. Engulfed in the warmth and security of his own bed, in his own apartment, Doctor Daniel Jackson slept.
He was so exhausted that not even dreams could wake him.
TO BE CONTINUED...
