Finally the group of 8 beamed into the complex, the three soldiers lifted their weapons once more and flicked the small lights on. The corridor they had beamed into was pitch black, apart from the small beams of light now coming from the P-90s that were darting about the place searching.
"Okay, Theseus which way?" Major Sheppard whispered from the front of the group, Theseus moved forwards slightly and gestured towards down the corridor, the whole group seemed to hesitate for a moment before they moved off towards whatever awaited them at the end of the corridor.
The group moved together as one down the stretch of cold, black stone the small beads of light were scanning all the different walls, criss-crossing, John couldn't help but watch the patterns that they made on the dark walls, several times he had to tear his eyes away from the walls when he realised he had stopped walking.
"Hurry, we must hurry!" Theseus kept reminding him every time he stopped,
'Well it's not my fault if I'm suffering from a bullet wound to the stomach!' he thought angrily when Theseus had said this for the fourth time. He could feel Carson standing just behind him and tried to contain any requests from his brain to kill Theseus, on the grounds of being as annoying as McKay!
"Here." Theseus whispered as he came to a halt outside an ominous looking door, it was black like the walls and floor but it had strange symbols on it, which looked suspiciously like Ancient. John leaned closer to the door to see if he could read any of it, he felt a soft push against his back and practically fell against the door. Suddenly the corridor filled with a brilliant white light, the whole group shielded their eyes from the glare, slowly the light faded but the symbols that were etched in the door were glowing faintly, lighting up long forgotten words.
"What the hell?" came a whispered exclamation from one of the group, John didn't know who and didn't care he was staring transfixed at the symbols now coming to life all across the walls.
"Sir!" Lieutenant Ford was moving towards one of the walls, he was staring at one of the symbols etched into the walls. John walked slowly towards him, trying to take in everything around him at once.
"What is it Lieutenant?" He asked as he drew level with the young soldier, he kept his eyes travelling around the walls instead of focusing on one word in particular.
"Well sir, it's got McKay's name on here." Ford said in a matter of fact tone of voice, as if he was stating thatthe end of Friday was the beginning of the weekend. John wrenched his gaze from the opposite wall and stared at the spot that Ford was pointing to, he stared at the word engraved on the ancient stone 'Rodney McKay'. John rounded on Theseus his hand itching to grab the man's throat, but he steadied himself and instead decided to try and kill him with a look.
"What the hell is my friend's name doing up there?" he asked, trying to keep his voice level, he had no idea why he had the urge to throttle this man where he stood but it was bloody hard to resist.
"I do not know," Theseus stuttered as his eyes left the wall to look straight into John's face, he must have seen the red flame in John's eyes because he instantly began to stammer "honestly… Major… I wouldn't know…how should I know…I'm just a normal person who works here. Please don't hurt me." This last bit came out as a whimper, because John had taken a menacing step towards him.
"Sir." He felt a hand on his shoulder and stopped in his tracks, Theseus was cowering in a corner.
John nodded to Major Lorne who immediately walked towards Theseus holding out a hand, he took it and got to his feet, John still glaring at him.
"Shall we carry on then?" Major Lorne whispered, and the group began to move off again, but this time they kept glancing nervously at John as if he was going to suddenly turn into a Wraith and attack them.
'Well at least then I'd be able to get rid of this Theseus. All I'd have to do is place my hand…what the hell? I'm thinking like a Wraith. Well this can't be good.'
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'Wandering empty halls, watching dirty walls, waiting for life to come to it's end. Torrela could feel the power emanating from the walls all around the body of Doctor McKay, she knew that she was failing in this body and that she couldn't stay in this place for much longer but she allowed the beautiful feeling of the power of this place to wash over her.
"What's that?" came the a startled voice from in front of her, Rodney McKay was pacing around the white hall in which they were both now imprisoned.
"This place is a great source of power," Torrela began with her eyes closed, "the power that emanates from here can be used in many forms. It is…spectacular."
"Yeah." Rodney said distantly, he too was distracted by the strength of the power coming from the building.
"Your friends are frustrated."
"Yes, I know. But why?" Rodney's voice once again trailed off into silence, the two people stood in the middle of this white hall their eyes closed.
"McKay!" Rodney's eyes twitched but he didn't open them, it must be a trick of his mind or Torrela trying to gain control again.
"McKay!" Rodney moved his arm towards his face and made as though to swat something away. Why was she making Sheppard's voice float across the hall? Didn't she know that that was definitely not on!
"McKay, wake up you lazy son of a bitch. I am not gunna wait around here all day for you to wake up." There was a pause before suddenlytherecome another shout"Come on sleeping beauty." Rodney's breathing hitched for a second. That definitely sounded like Sheppard, it couldn't be? How could Sheppard get through to him here? With a deep breath he opened his eyes.
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"Well at last. Take your time McKay, we have all day." The sarcasm was ruined slightly by the fact that John was grinning from ear to ear, as he saw his friend blink and open his eyes.
Rodney shook his head slightly as though trying to clear it, before he attempted to sit up and failed miserably.
"Easy lad, you've had one hell of a time. You should just rest here for a wee while."
"Oh the amazing teachings of the man who practises Voodoo in his spare time. Got any more tipsfor meVoodoo Witch doctor?" Carson tried to look annoyed and stern but he just couldn't manage it, he was just so happy that Rodney was awake and himself again!
Suddenly Rodney lifted a hand to the back of his head, he passed it gingerly over his hair and down his neck before he pulled it back and looked intently at his hand. There was nothing on there, he could feel the eyes of the whole group upon him and he quickly let his arm fall to his side. He began to sit up, slower this time and he managed to get up without a wave of nausea hitting him.
"Where are we?" he asked as he looked around at the dark room they were in, it was rather small and had a high ceiling. A single dusty light hung down from the panelled roof, it didn't give off much light but Rodney could still make out a figure that he didn't recognise. He squinted through the semi-darkness towards the figure; John seemed to follow his gaze.
"Oh we're in that weird complex place," he began, "We met a new guy on the way." He jabbed his thumb at the new comer, Rodney nodded absently his head was beginning to hurt and he could feel Torrela stirring at the back of his mind.
"So what do we do now?" he asked, looking hopefully up at all the faces around him.
"Uh, we were hoping you would know. We have had no such luck so far." Came a nervous voice from Radek Zelenka, he was towards the front of the group along with another scientist.
"Oh so I have to do everything around here. Even though I'm injured, I'm still called upon to do everything thing." Rodney sighed and put his head in his hands to try and clear his head and think of a plan.
"McKay?" Rodney looked up at Sheppard's anxious, worried yet determined face and saw the urgency in there as well. "We need to go, that 'thing' inside you is still there and we need to get her out!"
"Yeah, that'd be nice." Sheppard offered Rodney a hand and they both stood carefully, each looking a bit worse for ware.
"So we off again?" asked Carson as he studied his two future patients carefully, they were going to be spending a lot of time in the infirmary when they got back but he would delay the pleasure of telling them that until later. Now just wasn't the right time.
So sorry about the delay! I will definately try to get the next chapter up either tonight or tomorrow! I promise!
Hope this chapters okay, cya all soon.