a/N: Sorry about the short chapter, but this has been sitting for months, so I decided to post it rather than hope for more inspiration. Maybe I will get something more written on it soon.

Next day, just before noon, SG-1, Jolinar, and Jacob stands at the outskirts of the huge plaza just outside the walls of the palace. They have gotten local clothing, and are dressing as fairly well to do city-dwellers, though not rich. Basically, common nobodies in that town.

They have found themselves a place to stand which is as far from the platform where Pan will stand as possible. They should be safe, but that does not mean they are not feeling more than a little on edge.

The atmosphere is tense, but there is excitement as well. People are worried because they rightfully fear their new 'god', but they are going to see their god, and they are looking forward to it. In addition, everyone has been given the whole day off, as it has been declared a holiday, and there will be a celebration that evening with food and wine, to celebrate the new god.

"Looks like something is happening now," Jack whispers to the others. nodding in the direction of the large building behind the platform.

"Agreed." Sam says, tensely.

Others have noticed as well, and the murmur immediately ceases, and people's attention goes to the platform. Music starts at a low volume, and drums begin to sound. Suddenly a crescendo of noise hits their ears as trumpets proclaim the arrival of the planet's new 'god'.

"Gah!" Jack winces. "My ears!"

Several Jaffa march out first, flanking a man that is walking in the middle. The Jaffa wear new shiny armor, with the helmet open to reveal Pan's symbol, a circle with a crescent moon lying on top, on their foreheads. They walk up the stairs to the platform and spread out, with the Goa'uld going to stand in the middle.

Sam studies him. He is fairly young, looking maybe early thirties - not that it means anything for a Goa'uld. He has black shining hair, and dark olive skin. His features are even and very handsome. His chest is naked, and shows off strong build. In fact, he is very attractive, and Sam admits she might be attracted to him, if it weren't for the brutal air that is on him. He wears a red silk loincloth and a cape of the same material hangs loosely around his shoulders. On his feet are sandals.

He takes a few steps forward and smiles confidently at the masses who are cheering loudly.

"Silence!" a Jaffa roars.

The audience immediately obeys.

What appear to be a priest walks up to stand beside Pan, and sprinkles rose petals over him and then prays silently. He then turns to the audience and shouts. "People of Nirata! This is your Lord Pan, who has been sent here by the great Lord Heru'ur! When Pan speaks, you hear Heru'ur as well! Praise be Pan! Praise be Heru'ur!"

"Praise be Pan! Praise be Heru'ur!" the audience chants back at him.

"He requires your complete allegiance and loyalty. Whatever he do, you must not doubt him. You must not falter in your belief, or the punishment of you and your family will be severe!" the priest shouts, getting a fanatical look. "Do you swear your allegiance to him? Do you swear to obey him always? To worship him before all others?"

"Yes! We swear our allegiance! We swear to obey! We will always worship him!"

"You lives belong to him!" the priest shouts.

"Our lives belong to him!" the audience chants back.

"They're insane!" Jack murmurs as this continues for some time. "And why isn't he wearing more clothing? That... loincloth can barely, ah, contain him." He looks very uncomfortable.

"No doubt on purpose," Sam says, a bit amused. "But please be quiet. We're pretending to be caught up in this, remember?"

Eventually the ceremony draws to an end. Pan looks out over his new population, pleased. "Do not leave yet! My Jaffa will choose ten of you who will be honored with being my consorts for the evenings celebration."

"Ah, no thank you," Jack whispers.

"He doesn't mean he wants more sex slaves, does he?" Daniel asks, worried.

"He does," Sam confirms, very worried. "We should do out best to stay unseen and inconspicuous."

"You think?" Jack asks, sarcastically.

They slowly move even further away, but are hampered by the fact that everyone seems to have gotten the same idea. Seems Pan's worshippers are not all ready to worship him in quite this way.

The Jaffa grabs people here and there, most of them reacting with terror, even if they do not actually dare try to escape.

"Move!" Sam whispers, when the Jaffa draws closer. "Get behind that wall over there!"

They hurry towards it, and have almost reached it when Daniel cries out behind them. "No, let go of me!"

"How dare you deny your god? Do you not understand the honor this is?" the Jaffa sneers at him and pulls him along.

"No! Daniel!" Jack exclaims.

"Shhh," Sam tells him.

"Are you crazy? They took Daniel!" Jack insists. "Don't you realize what that Pan is going to do to him?"

"Captain Carter is correct. We do not wish to draw attention to ourselves," Teal'c says. "That will not help him. It will merely get all of us captured."

"We'll free him." Jacob says.

Sam nods, doing her best to appear more confident than she feels. "We will." She adds, just to Jolinar. ~Please tell me it is possible for us to succeed!~