AN: Thank you for the reviews! It's taken me a long time to update. I would have updated sooner, but I had a busy holiday and computer trouble. I know that it's the New Year and I'm still writing about what happened at their Halloween Party. I made this story longer than I originally thought it would be. So, even though Halloween has passed, stick with this story and see where it's going. Thanks!
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Not a Normal Halloween in Atlantis
Chapter 5
Elizabeth ran a hand through her hair in frustration at what she just heard. "So we're not dealing with a normal Wraith?"
"I'm afraid not," Carson replied.
"This new Wraith could be ten times more dangerous," McKay said looking around nervously. "I mean the Wraith could look like any one of us."
The intruder in John's body shifted back and forth nervously under the scientists gaze.
Ronon and Teyla exchanged looks. This didn't go unnoticed by Dr. Weir.
"Have you two come across or heard of a Wraith like this before?"
"Indeed, I have," Teyla answered. "I have never seen one myself, but I've heard of them from stories that have been pasted on from my ancestors."
"I've heard of this kind of Wraith as well," Ronon said, voicing his opinion. "My ancestors also told tales of Wraiths that had this ability."
"Why haven't we run into a Wraith like this before?" Elizabeth asked.
"The shape changing gene is a rare one," Teyla answered. "It's scarce among the Wraith population and the ones who possess this gene are given the most important tasks."
"Well, Atlantis is obviously a definite priority among the Wraith," Rodney added. "No wonder they sent someone with extraordinary abilities to infiltrate us."
McKay looked down again at the Lieutenant's body. He noticed something strange and decided to ask about it. "I have a question," Rodney said, turning to Carson.
"Just one?" Dr. Beckett said sarcastically.
"Why is his hand missing?"
Dr. Weir now noticed the stump where the Lieutenant's hand used to be and grimaced.
"It appears that the hand was cut off before the feeding process began, but I have no idea why."
"That's just great," Rodney exclaimed. "We have a Wraith loose in the city with Johnson's hand, a ruined Halloween Party, and a gate room of people who probably don't know what's going on. His voice started getting louder. Am I the only one who finds this absurd?"
"Rodney!" The leader said, stopping the scientist's outburst. "I've heard enough. We need this Wraith found."
"And captured," Carson added.
Dr. Weir looked over at him for an explanation.
"My team and I would be very interested in studying this Wraith. If this gene is as unique as they say, we need to see if we can study it and use it against them."
"I agree with you," Elizabeth said. "It could be beneficial to study it."
The intruder shifted again nervously. He would put up a fight before he let his body be studied by these humans.
"We need to take teams and seek out this imposter," Elizabeth said, turning to the intruder.
Elizabeth radioed Stackhouse and Lorne and informed them of the situation and the need to get their teams assembled. Everyone agreed on what was to be done, and they left the infirmary.
"I need to speak with you," the Wraith said to Elizabeth as they walked back to the gate room. "Start searching and I'll catch up with you."
Ronon nodded and he, Teyla, and Rodney started off.
"John, what is it?" She asked when they were alone.
"There is something I need you to do for me."
"What?"
He pulled out a gun and aimed it at her. "Come with me."
"John? What is this?" She asked in confusion, thinking it was a joke.
Her smile faded as the Wraith cocked his gun. "Start walking."
"Look, John, I don't know what-"
"I said WALK!" He yelled at her. This sent a shiver down the leader's spine. She held up her hands and started down the hallway.
'What's gotten into him? Better yet, what's going on,' she thought.
She remained silent until he told her to stop in front of a room.
"John, I demand to know what's going on," she said in a voice only reserved for people she had a problem with. She looked him squarely in the face, but he just sneered and pushed her into the room.
"I'm not John."
Dr. Weir fell into the room, and the Wraith followed close behind. Before she could even think about what he said, she heard a muffled sound coming from the corner of the room. She and the figure locked eyes.
"John?"
The Colonel grunted in reply but that seemed to be all he could do at the moment. He was bound to a chair and a cloth was tied over his mouth. Elizabeth looked over at the Wraith. Confusion was laced on her face. He grinned menacingly before morphing out of John's shape and into his original one. Elizabeth gasped in horror as the Wraith's true appearance was revealed, and he advanced towards her.
End of the chapter
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