Holy cow! Another chapter in only a day! It must be a sign of the end of the world!...or it could just be me getting over this writer's block.

Elphie Muse: I'd say it's you getting over the writer's block.

Yeah. So, here's today's chapter. I will try and do my best to make these chapters longer for you guys, especially since you've been waiting for me to get over the block.

Now, enough of my yammering. I'll let you guys read.

Let me check...nope. Still not mine...probably never will be. Le sigh...

Sam stared in disbelief at her mother. "This…this can't be real…" she stammered. "You died…"

The older blonde hair woman smiled sadly. "I am dead," she confirmed.

"Then…how? How are you here? Where is here?"

"You are near death Sam. This is the world of spirits," her mother said. "You have been here once before."

Sam frowned. "I have?" she asked.

"You have," a voice said.

Sam turned and she found herself staring at herself. "What the…" she murmured. The other Sam's eyes glowed briefly. "Jolinar. But…this is all very confusing."

Jolinar smiled. "Understandable."

Sam let out a slow breath and ran a hand through her hair. "So…why am I here?"

"Don't you remember getting shot with that arrow?" her mother asked.

"Okay so that answers that question. Why was I shot?"

"So that you would come here," Jolinar said.

"For what reason?"

"To (fight/defeat) the beings called Ori," a voice said.

Sam turned and found herself facing a tall, slitted-eyed creature with wicked looking talons. She immediately knew that the being in front of her was an Aiuven. "How can I do that if I'm dead?" she asked.

"You are at a crossroads Sammie," the elder Carter said.

"You can either accept death, or embrace your destiny," Jolinar added.

"My destiny?" Sam repeated.

"You are more than just a wolfwalker Samantha," her mother said.

"What am I then?" she asked.

"You are (moonmaid/moonwarrior)," the Aiuven said.

Sam shook her head. "All the legends I've heard of them say that they all had violet eyes, like Dion's and Rhom's. Mine are blue."

"Eye color does not matter," the Aiuven said. "When the (moonwarrior/moonmaid) fought, they were fierce, despite their eye color."

Sam rubbed her eyes and the bridge of her nose. "So let me get this straight: You're all telling me I'm some legendary warrior who has to fight off the Ori and the only way I could have found this out was through a near-death experience?"

"Pretty much," her mother said.

"Why do things like this always happen to me?" Sam muttered. She sighed. "I'll fight the Ori, but I don't need any super powers or whatever in with which to do it."

"Really?" Jolinar asked.

"Yeah, really," Sam affirmed.

"So be it," the Aiuven said. It reached out with a taloned hand and pressed it to Sam's forehead. There was a flash of light that blinded Sam.

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"We should have done something!" Jack exclaimed for the umpteenth time.

"Hardly anyone's ever seen an Aiuven Jack. And those that do see them never live to talk about it. We should be lucky that we're alive," Aranur said.

"I don't care. We need to find her," Jack said.

"Have faith in her O'Neill," Orlin said.

The ex-Air Force General glowered at the former Ascended being. "You could've told her to duck or something," Jack snapped.

"She must undergo this by herself O'Neill. Believe me, I know how you feel. I too have feelings for her. But this had to happen," Orlin said calmly.

"Calm down Jack," Dion said. "I can still feel her in the packsong. Someone or something is keeping her alive."

"The Aiuven?" Gamon asked.

"It makes sense," Janet replied.

"So what do we do?" Jack demanded.

"We wait," Orlin said. "Sam will succeed and come back to us. I have great faith in her and her abilities."

Jack sighed and plopped down on a log next to Orlin. "You're sure she's all right?" he asked Orlin.

"I do not know for sure, but I believe she is," he answered. Jack nodded and looked to the north, praying to whatever god was listening that Sam was all right.

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Sam looked around and was surprised to find herself on Earth. She recognized the city in front of her as New York, but it was all in ruins. "What the hell happened?" she asked in the silence.

"Who are you?" a voice demanded.

Sam turned and found herself staring at an older, but familiar, face. "Oh my god…Cassie?"

"No way…Sam?" she asked. As Sam moved in to embrace the older girl, Cassie slammed her fist into Sam's face, sending the blonde crashing heavily to the ground.

Sam stared at Cassie in startlement and hurt as she rubbed her jaw. "What the hell was that for?" Sam demanded.

"Everyone's dead Sam! They're all dead because of you!" Cassie snarled, pulling a dagger free.

Sam scrambled to her feet and backed away. "I have no idea what you're talking about Cass! The last thing I remember was getting shot with an arrow through my heart."

"Liar! You led the Ori here! You betrayed us all!"

Sam looked at Cassie as if she had lost her mind. "What? I would never…I could never betray you all."

"You did," Cassie growled. "And because of your lust for power, Earth and every other planet that resisted the Ori was razed. Those that are left barely get by."

"I have no desire to rule the galaxy Cassie! You know that!" Sam all but shouted.

"All humans desire power Samantha. It's just that most of them are never in a position to attain it," a cold voice said.

Sam stared in shock as she watched herself come into view. Her skin was pale and her eyes were nearly white. A staff was in one hand and a hood covered her head. Raised markings covered her skin. A book was held in the other hand as her robes billowed in the breeze.

"Impossible…" Sam whispered.

"Hallowed are the Ori," Prior Sam said.

"You're not me," Sam growled. "The Ori are not gods!"

"They gave us everything we have ever wanted. In return, we are their loyal servant," Prior Sam said.

"I'll never be like you!" Sam yelled.

"You are me," the other said. "This is your destiny. Past, present, future. All are written in stone by the Ori."

"That's a lie," Sam returned. "The future and past have changed. I've seen it. I can change all this from happening…I will change this from happening. I swear I will!"

"You cannot change destiny," Prior Sam said.

"Watch me," Sam growled, a yellow tinge to her eyes. "I'll never be you. I am a wolfwalker. And even if it kills me, I will stop this future and the Ori!" Prior Sam raised her staff and it began glowing. Sam backed away. "What now…" she muttered. An energy path formed in her mind and she followed it.

Prior Sam screamed and faded away, as did the scenery. Sam blinked a few times and found herself back where she had met her mother, Jolinar, and the Aiuven. "Okay…" she murmured. "What was that?"

"A vision of what could happen," her mother said.

"It was the future?" Sam asked.

"A possible future," Jolinar said.

"But…why do I become a Prior? I'd never do that," Sam said.

"Someone you cared for died and the Ori made a deal with you. You accepted and found out too late that they lied," her mother explained.

"You then had no choice but to do as the Ori ordered," Jolinar finished.

Sam shook her head. "I can't let that future or any like it to happen. I…I can't…" she said.

"Then do you (accept/agree to) your destiny?" the Aiuven asked.

Sam looked down. "I don't accept it," she said.

"Samantha…" her mother began.

Sam looked up, a light in her eye that showed her determination. "I embrace it," she said. "Just accepting my destiny doesn't mean I'll do everything I can. Embracing and accepting it does."

"You accept being a (moonwarrior/moonmaid)?" the Aiuven inquired.

Sam nodded. "I do."

"Then we shall (begin/prepare) you," the winged alien said.

"What do I need to do?" Sam asked.

"Endure the right of becoming a moonwarrior," Jolinar said.

Sam let out a slow breath. "I'm ready," she said evenly.

More is on the way, I promise. I do have some housework that needs to be done this week (one of my kitties had surgery last week and I need to keep an eye on her to make sure she's okay), but I'll be working on it whenever I get free time. I promise.

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