A/N: I don't own these characters or the shows they come from. I'm just borrowing them for a short time.
A/N 2: Another piece of technology information for those that aren't familiar with it-from Gateworldand Wikipedia-is about the hand device or ribbon device used by the Goa'uld. It is a metal, glove-like object with a large red gem set in the palm. It's capable of emitting a powerful blast of energy to send a foe hurtling across the room. It is also capable of directing a much less intense, yet very deadly, ribbon of energy -- usually directed to the victim's forehead. Extended exposure is lethal. It does other stuff too, including extending a personal shield around the wearer-but that's enough for here :)
A/N 3: Okay, the climactic showdown. I have mixed feelings about posting this (partly why it's taken so long, along with depression and writer's block). On the one hand, I want it to be good and for all you wonderful people to enjoy it, but on the other, this marks nearly the end of this story, and I'll miss writing it. A wise critic once said of a monster movie, once the monster is dead the movie's over, and to continue it way past the monster's death can turn even a good movie bad. So I regretfully say I think there will be a few more chapters after this, and then it's time to put this puppy to bed, while it's still good. Okay, mixed metaphors, but you get the message. I did have some rather strange plot bunnies for a possible sequel, like what if some of Clark's enemies in Smallville happened to run amiss of Teal'c and SG-1, and possibly Clark's adventures through the gate-maybe the alternate universe mirror-but we'll have to see. Anyhow, thanks for sticking with this for this long, I had no idea this story would grow like it did. I'll be quiet now and let you read :-)
Apis growled low in his throat, furious. All had been going according to plan. They had invaded the base, and had been defeating the Tau'ri defenders. Although he was limited in the amount of Jaffa he was able to transport, he felt there had been more than enough to secure the room. Then they would move throughout the base and destroy whatever resistance they met. He had stood by one of the Tobos ships, content to survey his domination of the Tau'ri. All of a sudden, things went wrong. His Jaffa became mysteriously disarmed and disabled. He was shocked to see the cannon literally melted in front of him. Now all of his force was down and a single member of the Tau'ri was inexplicably to blame.
"This cannot be possible!" he roared.
He glared at the young-looking Tau'ri in front of him.
Clark gulped and looked back at the menacing figure. "Um," he started.
"Hey you!" a voice suddenly rang out into the silence. Apis turned his head to see who had dared speak.
"Yeah, you with the horns. Mind telling us who you are and why you're attacking? There happens to be a little matter of a treaty with the System Lords involved here." O'Neill said.
Clark looked gratefully in his direction while Apis snorted in derision.
"Pathetic Tau'ri, I will be your god. You will bow to me. I do not recognize any treaties those puny system lords may cower under. Soon they will know the wrath of Apis and I will rule over this entire sector!" the Goa'uld's eyes glowed brightly.
"Yadda, yadda, yadda. It's always the same with you guys, isn't it?" O'Neill turned to Teal'c. "They never change their tune, do they?"
"Not in my experience." The Jaffa agreed.
Apis snarled and lifted his hand exposing a red gem in the palm. O'Neill and his team brought their weapons to bear but Clark flashed forward to knock into the alien first. To Clark's utter shock a blast of energy hit him before he reached the Goa'uld and lifted him off his feet, hurling him across the bay until he slammed into a wall. The wall cracked and Clark slid down, momentarily stunned.
"Open fire!" O'Neill snapped and automatic weapons, Zat guns, and a staff weapon sent speeding death to the Goa'uld.
Or would have, if the bullets and energy bolts had not impacted harmlessly on Apis's personal shields.
"Crap." O'Neill said feelingly.
"Foolish humans." Apis sneered at the name the Tau'ri gave themselves. "I can have my forces descend wherever I wish. However strong one of your warriors may be, it is no match for this form. I will destroy this base and conquer your planet, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
"Wanna bet?" a thoroughly annoyed Clark called out.
He brushed off pieces of wall and glared angrily at the Goa'uld. Enough was enough. In the last few days he'd battled an alien creature, then a meteor-rock-enhanced mad bull, then another alien creature that tried to kill him and his friend and parents. Although he had met some aliens that were friendly to Earth and her people, apparently there were a lot of them out there that were simply evil like the creature that was currently causing havoc. Clark decided that in the nature vs. nurture controversy that was his daily life he would pick nurture. His parents were loving humans, and humans were his friends. Even these military people that knew his secret had done nothing bad to him-on the contrary; he felt they had accepted him as he was. Earth was where he lived now, not whatever his birth world was. He was not about to let some alien with delusions of grandeur destroy his home (a Star Wars marathon had played recently, catching Smallville up on the series of movies). Wary of the new weapon the Goa'uld sported, Clark sped forward faster than the eye could see.
Apis growled and raised his hand again, but an irresistible invisible force battered into his shield, temporarily overcoming it and to his shock, knocking him down. Clark was thrown down as well, the energy from the shields repelling him briefly. Daniel saw the problem immediately. While the Goa'uld's personal shields could protect them against any fast moving weaponry-apparently Clark fit into that category, Daniel thought with wonder-it would allow slower moving objects to pass through.
"Clark! You can't use speed! You can only get through the shields if you move slowly!" Daniel shouted at the teen.
Clark nodded to show he'd heard and got up, but before he could continue the fight Apis bellowed and the gem in his palm glowed as he directed a ribbon of energy at Clark's forehead. Clark fell back with a cry and O'Neill cursed, sending a useless barrage of bullets at the Goa'uld, making sure they went over the young civilian. Apis smiled in triumph at the look of pain on the Tau'ri's face. No races he had come across could withstand the weapon. He was completely surprised when the figure before him shook his head defiantly.
"You'll have to do better than that." Clark gritted out, then his hand shot forward and grabbed the device, ripping it off of Apis's arm.
"You, you," Apis spluttered. "I will destroy you and all your friends!" His eyes gleamed madly and using his own enormous strength and that of his host the Goa'uld grabbed Clark and threw him heavily onto one of the Tobos ships, denting it.
Before Clark could get up the Goa'uld was upon him. He'd fought many meteor mutants in his time in Smallville, and some of them had been extremely strong. T'Rog had also fought him, and was stronger still. Apis was in an entirely different category. He wondered if the bull-like alien came from anywhere near his own planet, as he seemed to be having a hard time defeating it. Or maybe the strange weapon had affected him. Either way, as the infuriated alien attacked him, Clark wasn't able to land a disabling blow.
SG-1 watched the battle intently. More soldiers had been able to pour into the bay as the cannon was destroyed, but they had to hold their fire. The extra soldiers set about securing the Jaffa that were strewn on the ground.
"Come on Clark, you can do it." Sam whispered to herself, hoping the young man who had saved her life would prevail.
Bracing his back against the poor ship, Clark lifted his legs and kicked Apis squarely in the middle of the huge alien, not holding back any of his strength from the blow. The Goa'uld flew backwards until he impacted a wall of the bay.
Before Apis could so much as twitch O'Neill yelled "Fire!"
This time there were no shields to protect the Goa'uld. Bullets poured onto the large form, the Zat gun spat and Teal'c fired his staff weapon. Clark watched with wide eyes as the Goa'uld's body shook, until O'Neill shouted "Cease fire!"
The bay became silent once again. Cautiously Clark got up and walked toward the alien lying on the ground.
"Clark, be careful!" Sam called out. SG-1 scrambled forward and arrived just as Clark tentatively leaned over the prone form, eyes slipping into x-ray mode.
Apis's host was clearly dying, and the Goa'uld was not faring well either. Clark recoiled in shock as the alien suddenly shot out of its current body and arrowed for the form closest to it that it could inhabit-which happened to be Clark.
"NO!" Sam and Daniel screamed together as they saw the snake-like form aim for the teen's neck-then their eyes widened comically as the Goa'uld seemed to slam into the equivalent of a brick wall.
Apis dropped limply to the ground, stunned.
O'Neill blinked. "Well, that's something you don't see everyday."
Clark's hand crept up to rub at his neck; the skin was unbroken.
SG-1 looked at each other, then at their guest.
To be continued soon.
End of chapter. Below is just gushing, feel free to ignore.
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Everyone, thanks so much for your reviews, they really kept me going. Hope you liked this chapter, and have a good day :)
wordoftruthhunter26, here you go, and I actually did have him kick :D, Stormatcher, yes, I remember that episode, thanks, but it didn't seem to write itself into this chapter, but it is a cool idea-maybe you can use it :), nera, here you go, and thanks for reviewing, Anarra, thanks for the praise, who knew I could write action?-but glad you like, Spidey2, well, Clark beating him single-handedly wouldn't be any fun for the Stargate team, now would it? lol, neko-chibi-faithkitty, cool nickname, glad you like this! But only buy the series if you really want to, Scifi Channel is good about doing reruns, and it's on local stations on the weekends, sg07, wow, I almost replied back to you, any good author likes to receive constructive criticism to better their work, glad you enjoy the story, you make a good point about the disclosure agreements and I almost wrote something into this chapter about it, but I feel this is a good and optimistic glass is half full look at Stargate and the military in this story and decided to give them the benefit of the doubt-hey I even made Lex good in this, so I'm in la-la land already :), yep I remember that conversation but remember the meteor rock from T'Rog's claws was running through Clark's blood at the time of his battles, making him unknowingly weaker, I think anyway, about Jonathan, you could be right, but I'm partly channeling this story and it's how it wanted to be written, the rings, see note of stretching the science of Stargate on one of the previous chapters, grin, and note I didn't really apologize for being late with this chapter-I do hope it was worth it though, thanks again, DeeDee, glad you like it! And my writing muse appears to be back.