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Chapter 6
Ezekiel waved down the dark chute after John's descending body. "Hope the fall doesn't kill him,"he said with mock concern to Claude. They laughed together until Ezekiel raised his hand for silence. He turned slowly back to Teyla, a wicked grin plastered across his face. Teyla still bound to the pole, tried to gather herself and look as unafraid as possible.
He danced over to her grandly, arms poised above his head and sang,"All the fun will soon begin, once you shed the skin you're in...its time to start our little game, for you will never be the same...". He and Claude descended on Teyla and their shadows engulfed her as her screams filled the room.
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John landed hard on something slippery and he lay still for a moment recovering. He heard movement beside him and started to sit up, resting on his elbows. His hand skidded on something and he looked down to see his hand was covered in thick, red blood. He widened his eyes and realized he had landed on an enormous pile of dead bodies.
"Get up, Sheppard," he heard Ronons voice. John tore his eyes away from the endless horror of blood to find Ronons face. He didn't seem to care about the carnage for when he held out his hand to help John up, his face was unflinching. John took his hand and Ronon pulled him up, both of them spattered in blood.Ronon began to walk away hurriedly."Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"Where do you think? I'm going to get Teyla out of there!" Ronon said turning.
"We need to think here Ronon! These people arent petty criminals, they're smart, and more importantly, they're insane! Which means we need to be prepared and cautious. We need a plan." John said wracking his brain.
"A plan? I have a plan! I'm going in there, I'm going to kill everything that moves until I get to Teyla and then we're going to leave." Ronon said approaching John, anger rising in his voice.
"Thats a really swell idea, Ronon! Make sure you make a lot of noise in there killing people, alert everyone to your presence and she's as good as dead!"
"It's better than sitting around here like a giant coward."
"Allright Ronon. thats it! I've had enough of your crap for one day! We've been kidnapped, beaten, and dumped on a pile of rotting corpses and yet you still want to pick a fight with me! We don't have time for this, they could be doing God knows what to her right now!" John's heart thudded deep in his chest, thinking of Teyla lying there, bound, with those two madmen near her. He felt angry and hurt and all he could think of was seeing Teyla again. "Just keep your mouth shut and don't kill anything till I say. I don't want to hear another word outta your mouth. Let's go."