Okay, here's the first part of my Kavanagh central fic. He's gonna be paired with a random Wraith who I made up and is Copy Righted to me. Kavanagh and all the Stargate Atlantis stuff is Copy Righted the creator(s). Also I am going to put this under ALTERNATE REALITY since I cannot honestly imagine this fitting into the first season and I haven't seen any of the second season. Hope you all enjoy this! I'll rate this PG 13 for the violence and language I suppose, I don't think this is gonna get too guy on wraith. And believe it or not, I got the Wraiths name out of a Baby Name book. D
And yes, I made Kavanaghs first name James at first, I couldn't find anything out about his real name. Then, POOF! Everyone is calling him Calvin. -.-; I corrected here and will correct on wraithsteve if I can.
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Kavanagh sighed and rubbed his eyes, he'd been left in the underground base with Rodney McKay of all people for company and felt like he was ready to explode. The two men were on an unnamed planet awaiting the rest of their group. Kavanagh had reluctantly been allowed to come exploring with Major Sheppard's team since they had found a large underground wraith lair and needed another scientist, but there had been complications and the main group had left the two men behind to continue trying to figure out what this wraith base was for.
Things had not been going smoothly. Rodney was bossy, nosey and constantly taking over whatever Kavanagh had been into and the black braided man was seriously incensed, Dr. Weir would be getting an official complaint about this when they got back to base and Kavanagh amused himself by thinking about what he could demand be done as punishment to Rodney. 'Scrubbing the jumpers would be good. Maybe something extra boring to him, like cleaning the weapons...' and on and on like that though he knew he'd never get his wish.
Then the two Scientists had gotten a frantic radio report from Teyla saying that a large wraith ship had landed nearby. At about the same time he and Rodney were ducking behind a large panel of some sort, watching around 20 male wraith, mostly the type in those long black coats, troop in and arrange themselves all about the room. They left a narrow path clear from the door and a large area was clear in the middle around a 4 foot diameter circular panel in the floor. They had noticed the spot earlier but nothing had seemed interesting about it.
As the two men watched, a lone female wraith slowly made her way in, treading the clear pathway like a queen. She was wearing a sheer flowing robe and had long reddish hair, very similar to the one Major Sheppard had described killing. The female made her way to the center and stood in the very middle of the circular device in the floor, which started to glow a pulsing orange purple, giving her a strange glowy look.
Rodney's eyes bugged comically and he brought a panel to Kavanaghs attention, a small square screen had lit up when his hand had brushed against it and was now providing a rough translation of what the males were muttering, something about, "I hope I will be the chosen, that my seed will be the one sown." In a sick sounding voice, Rodney said, "Oh my god Kavanagh, it's a mating ritual."
Both scientists suddenly got a clear idea of why this place had so little actually useful information and they exchanged repulsed looks with each other. "I don't know why this screen is being so helpful, but I know we don't want her to mate with any of those males." Kavanagh whispered back, an unspoken truce instantly made between the men.
Poking at the console Kavanagh managed to achieve nothing and frowned, poking harder, "Shit, shit, shit." he muttered, incensed that something electronic had the nerve to defy him. Rodney meantime was trying to quietly radio Sheppard and let him know what was happening. Thankfully, the chanting wraith were making enough noise to cover extra sounds. Unfortunately, one wraith was in the perfect position to see behind the control panel, and he alerted some friends.
Rodney and Kavanagh both noticed the wraith moving towards them at the same time and knew they only had seconds to make a choice. Rodney, of course, ran for the tunnel behind the chamber, escape a slim chance but a chance. Kavanagh was almost right on his heels, but something stopped him. Only he and Rodney were in any position to stop the mating ritual. The black braided Scientist was not normally inclined to stupid acts of self sacrificing heroism, but for once he did something other than think about saving his own ass.
Changing direction mid-stride, Kavanagh hurtled the five foot control panel and flung himself at the female wraith, knocking her off the still pulsing panel on the floor and landing face down where she had been standing. The panel beneath him suddenly glowed a bright, pure white and the scientist felt a tug at his mind, then another and suddenly he could feel the shocked minds of all the wraith standing about him, their surprise and, from several, grudging admiration at this humans fantastic, if rather pointless, leap.
Then his world narrowed down and he found himself staring directly at one wraith in particular, a tall, wiry looking male with a narrow, intelligent face framed by straight silver hair and almond shaped green gold eyes that looked out from behind a bit that had fallen forward across his face. That same wraith was staring at Kavanagh in shocked recognition and, revulsion? Horror? The scientist felt a small glow of pride that he had caused that in a wraith, but then found he was still touching minds with this one, almost like they were cemented together. He even knew the wraiths name.
Unaware of what he was doing, Kavanagh picked himself up and approached the one he had singled out. Any wraith nearby simply stood back, watching this spectacle in stunned silence. When the human was within arms reach of his target, he stopped and extended his right hand, placing it upon the wraiths chest in the same position a feeding wraith uses. Haltingly, as though trying to resist, the wraith did the same to the man, staring him in the eyes. "D'aray." Kavanagh said, looking back unblinkingly. The wraith, D'aray, answered with, "Calvin."
Rodney had been brought back by two wraith warriors and was staring uncomprehendingly at Kavanagh and D'aray. The man and the wraith were side by side in the middle of the ring of wraith and neither one really looked too happy. The two men were then filled in on what had just transpired by an older, chunky wraith with a missing arm, wearing a black coat .
Addressing Rodney he said, "Your, companion, interrupted our ritual just before the platform was ready to open G'ialias' mind to her life mate." The female seemed to pout and Chunky glared irritably at her, then continued, "When this man fell upon the platform, his mind was opened to us all for a moment as his own life mate was sought out." D'aray scowled and folded his arms, Rodney raised an eyebrow, looking at D'aray, "He doesn't look too pleased about that." the scientist commented, Chunky snarled and the man subsided meekly.
"He's not." The one armed wraith spat, "Nor are the rest of us. However, we will not go against custom," the dark humor in Chunkies voice caused the two men and D'aray to look up in alarm and the newly mated wraith's eyes widened, "Surely you don't call this a binding mating!" he exclaimed, Kavanagh was inclined to agree but before he could express his own view, Chunky said, "The two Humans are allowed to live. We shall escort them outside to meet their friends in the small ship." he grinned at the surprised looks on the scientists faces and said, "Oh, we knew you're kind had come. This is an uninhabited planet after all, and sacred to wraith on top of that." Chunky laughed and then paused, "I have thought of what we shall do for the new couple. Take them to our ship. Take the fat one out to his friends and let him explain what has happened." to the indignant Rodney, Chunky handed a data pad, "You will be able to find your friend and his mate at these co-ordinates, don't hurry, they may want some privacy." the one armed wraith sneered, and before Rodney or Kavanagh could do anything, they were led in separate directions.