What we've learned so far: Davy's female, parents are Sam and Daniel, "abilities", speaks Ancient, crashed into the Gateroom, ya-da, ya-dah, saves Daniel's life
From the (mentally recorded) Journal of Davy Jackson
Before anyone could do anything, I disappeared in a flash of orange light. As I left, the last thing I heard was Jack and Daniel simultaneously yelling "Hey, what the--?"
The next thing I saw was the beautiful view of stars against the clear, dark space… before I turned around and greeted the being at the helm of the ship.
"Hello, Thor."
"Hello, David Jackson."
The first time that I met Thor, he observed that I had a bizarre name. According to his research, he said, most bizarre names were actually nicknames or terms of endearment. After spouting this, he bluntly asked what my full name was, in the interest of his research (of course). I told him that Davy was, in fact, my real name, but he didn't believe me. He then theorized, with the help of his Earth research, that my actual name was David, because it was the only name that made some semblance of sense, and then flat-out asked if I was actually a girl, a boy, or (oddly) both… yeah.
Anyway, now he refuses to call me anything but David now. There are worse names to be called so…
"How was the meeting with your parents? I trust it went… interestingly." Thor tilted his head to the side and waited for my response.
"Yeah, there's just one problem." Since the Thor I was speaking to was from my timeline, I could say anything without worrying about the affect on Time/Space (headaches ensue, oy). "We're five years too early. By the way, thanks for the pick-up." I motioned to the device on my wrist, a technology new even to my time. "The temporal beamer Lo-Jak worked great. Things were getting a little intense down there." Thor followed the direction of my pointing finger to the floor of the bridge of the Samantha Jackson (having renamed after my parents' marriage) and looked at me confused. He still doesn't always get Earth expressions. "Never mind."
He continued to at me, befuddled for a moment before reviewing a sentence in his head. "Five years? The event isn't going to happen for another five years?" His expression grew concerned and he walked the Asgard way over to the helm controls. Typing something in, he read the console and looked up at me. "We're at the correct time."
"What? That's impossible… unless Mom and Dad wrote the date down wrong." I looked at Thor and he looked at me. "The Zero-hour critical event should not happen for another five freaking years and yet, here we are…" I turned to stare out the window at the Earth below. "So, what the heck happened… that would cause them to lie about it…"
Sorry about the delay, folks. The mysterious being with the ship took forever to figure out. Questions, comments? Paranoia?