Well… some people seem to like it so here's the next part.
Chapter 2
Elizabeth was thoroughly confused. The seven male members of the team she sent to investigate the life readings were all unconscious in the infirmary and had been for the last two hours. Teyla had been checked over and was fine but wasn't saying anything about what happened. She'd also gone over to the mainland, though she didn't say why.
Then there was the fact that the two beings that they had been sent to bring back had moved away from the pier and were now amongst the general populace of the city, so there was no way to track them.
"Dr. Weir," Carson called over the radio, breaking her silent musings, "you may want to come down here."
"Why?"
"Rodney's awake and muttering something about blondes on the ceiling and red-heads," Carson explained.
"I'll be right there," Elizabeth stated before getting up and leaving her office.
Teyla sat in one of the huts in the Athosian settlement. When the two women had spoken to her, she had recognised them but she wasn't sure where from. After making sure the rest of the team would be alright she had come over here to hopefully find answers. She'd come here and started looking through the legends and myths of her people, the few that were written down. She'd made her way through about half of what was there before finding what she was looking for. On the parchment in front of her were two portraits of the two women she'd met in Atlantis, along with the title 'Sisters of Battle'.
"Why are you looking at the legend of the Sisters?"
Teyla jumped at the voice and turned to see Nyse standing in the doorway of the hut. Nyse was one of the eldest of the Athosians and knew much about the old legends and myths. She walked around with a gnarled walking stick and wore simple brown clothes. Her thin grey hair was tied back loosely and her grey eyes sparkled with knowledge.
"You frightened me," Teyla stated.
"That does not answer my question," Nyse told Teyla as she walked over to stand next to the leader.
"I believe I have met the two Sisters," Teyla explained, standing up so that Nyse could sit.
"When?" Nyse looked at the portraits.
"Today. They were in the city of the Ancestors."
"Then they have awoken to take up the fight with the Wraith," Nyse stated, slowly standing again, "you should inform Dr. Weir."
"They told me not to tell anyone."
"They spoke to you?" Nyse turned to look at Teyla, clearly surprised.
Teyla nodded. "They said they had no fight with me, though if I were to tell the others they would. They also called my Athosian."
"They would not harm you."
"How can you be so sure?"
Nyse merely smiled and walked out of the hut, leaving Teyla to make her decision.
Elizabeth sighed sadly; all Rodney had gone on about were two women. The blonde had apparently been balancing on pipes above the door and the red head had pretended to be injured on the floor before the two women took them all out. All she had to do now was wait for the others to wake and get their stories, which would hopefully make more sense, and to talk to Teyla. Since Rodney had gone back to sleep she'd decided to wait in the infirmary a little while longer, in case any others woke soon.
"Dr. Weir," Teyla spoke quietly as she walked over.
"Teyla, are you alright?" Elizabeth turned to her.
Teyla nodded. "I need to speak with you, about what happened in the room."
"What is it? Teyla, if it's something that will threaten…"
"The Sisters will not harm anyone here," Teyla interrupted.
"What do you call this?" Elizabeth gestured tot he seven unconscious men.
"The Sisters could have easily killed us all, but the did not," Teyla explained, "please, Elizabeth, I would prefer to say this somewhere private."
"Alright," Elizabeth reluctantly agreed and the two left the infirmary.
"The Athosian told," the blonde stated as the two entered the room that they had reclaimed.
They had moved all their belongings from the stasis rooms inside - their armour, weaponry and other personal items they had. The room was plain with two single beds and a small bathroom. There was also a transporter in their room that only they could use. It was the same one they had used when the Ancients had allowed them to stay in the city. The blond went over and sat down on her bed and the red head went out onto the balcony, leaving the door open.
"But only Dr. Weir, and only after checking upon who we were first," the red head stated, "Nyse still lives."
"And they still have not realised yet?" the blonde sounded slightly shocked.
"She changes peoples every so often," the red head explained, "no one questions her. They have no reason to."
"They trust too easily," the blonde stated as she walked out and sat on the balcony rail next to her companion, "it is their weakness."
"There is nothing we can do about that," the red head sighed, "we can only do what we did when the Ancients lived, kill the Wraith."
"We should see if it possible to fix the ship, if we can find it."
"I doubt it would have moved since it crashed, though, knowing the Ancients they could have done something to it. We did leave the city for large periods of time when we fought."
"Do you think we will ever get back?"
"Back home?"
The blonde nodded.
"Home is where you make it," the red head replied, "but I do miss it. The Wraith aren't much of a challenge."
The two stood in silence for a moment, watching the water and the whales as they surfaced for air.
"We should head out to the worlds," the blonde broke the silence, "see what is salvageable and bring it back here."
"But that would mean revealing ourselves to many. First we should find our ship. It would also be good to see Nyse again," the red head stated, "we just need to work out how to get over to the main land."
"Find someone with the gene to take us."
"Who?"
"Doesn't the CMO have the gene? I'm sure the city will survive while he takes us over to the main land."
"Then shall we?" the red head asked.
Doctor Carson Beckett sat in his office, going over the test results that had been run on the current seven patients. Nothing was making any sense. There was no reason for them to be unconscious still. He sighed and put the results down. Maybe when they finally got a hold of who ever had done this they would know what was going on. He heard two people approaching his office and swung on his chair to face them.
"How can I…" he froze when he saw who was standing the in the doorway.
A blonde and a red head, just as Rodney had described them. They walked in and each grabbed an arm before walking out, taking him with them. Carson tried struggling but their grip was too strong.
"Do not struggle," the red head ordered.
"And do not cry for help. You will regret it," the blonde stated as they left the infirmary.
Just as the three were leaving John Sheppard woke up and looked around. He saw Carson being taken out.
"Hey!" he called out.
The three stopped and the red head walked back into the room, leaving the blonde and Carson just outside. She walked over to the end of John's bed and stood there.
"Where are you taking him?" John asked her.
The red head didn't reply.
"Where are you taking him?" John repeated, slightly slower than before.
"Ask the Athosian," the red head stated before turning and going back over to the blonde and Carson.
She took hold of Carson's other arm and the two continued to take the doctor away.
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