Chapter 7
Dungeons and Serpents
Seven years ago
Location unknown

A small girl who looked to be about six years old sat against a wall in the corner of the large, dark dungeon, hugging her knees. Her once golden blond hair had turned a light brown color. Her clothes were practically in tatters, and they were so dirty they were hardly recognizable. She didn't know, couldn't remember, how long she had been lost, nor how long it had been since she had come to this place. She had long ago lost track of how many of the large, gray rings she had stepped through, searching for home on the other side, always in vain.

She now barely remembered her home, and all she had left to remind her were the clothes on her back.

She looked around and saw people, many people, all of them shared the same unknown fate. One group caught her attention. They were different from all the others. The two figures wore the same thing; Dark green under black vests, with patches on their shoulders.

The first person was a woman with short, blond hair. She was leaning over the other person, a man with dark brown hair and glasses. He seemed to be unconscious. The woman noticed him moving a little and started to repeat one word to him "Daniel! Daniel!" that must be his name, thought the girl.

The man, Daniel, woke up with a start. He started spouting gibberish. The woman grabbed him in attempt to calm him down, but he was startled out of his panic once he stood up and saw their surroundings.

Another man in the same garb as them joined the group. He had short, light brown hair. Following closely behind him was a young boy with long, black hair that went down to almost the middle of his back.

They crouched down talking to each other. She could hear them with her sharp hearing, but couldn't understand them. That was when she realized they weren't speaking her language. She closed her eyes and said a single word in her native tongue. When she opened her eyes again she could understand them.

The man with the short brown hair started to stand up. He said to the boy, "Come on, Skaara. Let's find a way out of here—"

A guard no one had noticed before grabbed his wrist as he stood up.

"What is this?" the guard looked down at a small device on the man's wrist.

"It's a watch"

The guard's helmet, which was shaped like a serpent's head, folded down to be just a collar behind his neck. "This is not Goa'uld technology. Where are you from?"

"Earth. Chicago if you want to be specific."

"Your words mean nothing. Where are you from?"

Daniel interrupted, "Uh, excuse me," the guard looked down to where Daniel was drawing on the sandy floor. "This is where we're from."

She managed to see the symbol he had drawn; it was a triangle without a bottom and a circle on top. The guard took his staff and drew a line through whatever Daniel had drawn, erasing it.

She watched the different members of the group. She had known before that the first man she had seen was named Daniel. She had picked up from the group's other conversations that the other man was called O'Neill, the woman was called Carter, and the boy was called Skaara. She also learned a bit about their homeworld, Earth.

She watched as O'Neill climbed up the back wall of the dungeon, checking to see if there was a possible escape through the small windows. Nope. Her sharp hearing picked up a conversation between Daniel and Carter.

It was about some guy named Ra and some guy named Apophis, who pretended to be gods. Apparently Ra was dead, and they had been captured by Apophis.

The large doors at the front of the dungeon opened, and the group walked toward the front of room and rejoined. Two lines of the guards in silver armor with serpent helmets filed through the door. The guard with the gold insignia on his forehead stepped forward. He said something else she couldn't understand without switching languages again. She heard O'Neill ask Skaara, "What'd he say?"

Skaara answered "They are going to Choose." The expression on his face was grave and stiff, his tone severe.

Carter asked, "Choose what?"

What Skaara said next was so quiet that even her sharp hearing couldn't pick it up, but whatever it was, it obviously was not good.

Many people paraded through the door. Two people stepped out of something carried by four servants. She saw Daniel lunge forward, only to be pulled back by his friends.

The guard yelled out more foreign jargon followed by "Kneel before your masters!"

She sunk down against the wall and hugged her knees to her chest. She shut her eyes as tightly as she could and willed herself to stay as hidden and camouflaged as possible.

She had stayed hidden during the 'choosing', but now she wasn't sure if she should have. Maybe it really wasn't that bad to be chosen after all. During that time she had seen a small squabble concerning the group she had noticed earlier, the boy with them, Skar'ra, had been taken away screaming, "O'NEILL! O'NEILL!" That had broken her concentration and she could hide no more.

As the one with the strange voice shouted, "Kill the rest!" she huddled further into her corner and shut her eyes, trying to hide, to escape. There was no escape, she was trapped, and she was going to die. The people filed out of the room as the guards stepped forward. They formed a line in front, blocking any feeble escape attempts.

The guard she had noticed talking to the group stepped out in front of the rest and his helmet folded behind his head. He lowered his staff and shifted it in his hands. The end opened with an electric 'clunk'. Orange sparks danced along the end. O'Neill looked up from among the chaos and yelled to him. "I can save these people! Help me!" He stared intently at the man with the gold serpent on his forehead, "Help me."

"Many have said that… but you are the first I believed could do it!"

He turned around and aimed his staff at one of the other guards. An orange glob of energy flew out of the end of the staff and at the guard. She closed her eyes to avoid the violence.

O'Neill shouted, "GET OUTTA THE WAY!" She heard a crash and opened her eyes. There was a hole in the wall and people were escaping outside. Freedom! A single tear formed in her eye and she wiped it away with her hand as she escaped with the other people.

They had all finally made it to the ring a small distance away from the dungeon, there was a battle raging around them, the refugees ran to the watery portal and stepped through. Many people were falling around them, and the orange energy from the staffs was flying past them.

She finally made it through the ring. She made sure to sneak in with a large group of people as to not be noticed. Luckily, things went her way.

More refugees filed through the gate until finally they had all come through. Jenna used the confusion in the large, gray room to run…

A/N: In case you didn't know, this chapter is based on the first episode. Sorry if you haven't seen it.