Updated: I reposted this because I had to use notepad last time and it made things very difficult to understand. So I'm using a school's word program to do this. By the way I will have no such problems again I have downloaded OpenOffice on my computer.

Okay roughly two weeks ago I promised someone over one of my review replies this would be updated that weekend but well I got a new computer that weekend so I waited but then I got it and it didn't have word so I couldn't write without one. After going through many I found one of my computer so finally I wrote this chapter but just as I try to update I found out fanfiction doesn't take that kind of document. Its very stressful. So sorry! Sorry for any mistakes had had to try and fix the damage notepad did to this document and I might have missed some.
Yes the title of this chapter is conscription. I seriously didn't know what to call it. Here's a hint about the chapter. There is mentions of Qetesh but there is no Qetesh in this chapter.

Conscription?
Chapter 8

"Sir, she ordered all weapons on the planet to be disposed of!" a man yelled at the president of the United States, "one of her armies, one of her many may I add, is practically on our door step. Aren't you going to do anything?"
"Shut up! Can't you see I don't know what to do?"
"Order the recruits here to fight against them!"
The president picked up the phone and dialed a phone number rapidly. "Send out the conscription notices. We're going to war."

A group of Jaffa charged into a house sending a women stumbling back against the wall. Her breathing became rapid as one of them grabbed onto her arm harshly. "Where are your weapons?"
"I don't have any!" she cried and tried to wiggle out of his grasp but he only tightened his grip.
"Where," this time he said it more harshly as he pushed her against the stairs.
"Down in the basement! There are some hunting rifles," she began to whimper. Throwing her into the arms of another Jaffa he started to walk towards the door only to be shot down by a tall brown haired man.
"Cam! Get out of here!" she screamed before the Jaffa put his hand over her mouth.
"Mom," he hissed and pointed his gun at one of the Jaffa. "If you don't let her go your friend dies."
"We're not friends," he hissed and pulled Cams mother closer to his own body. Cam winced and grabbed another couple bullets and reloaded his gun. Putting it at the one Jaffa he sent a bullet into his head. The one Jaffa took up his staff weapon and shot at him but he fell to the ground just missing it.
"Let go of her," Cameron Mitchell hissed and shot the one who shot at him. Soon unloading the last couple on all of them except the one holding his mother. As the Jaffa lifted up his free hand to shoot him with a zat his mom stepped on his foot and bit his arm. Turning around she kicked him down and stumbled into his arms.
"Cam."
"Mom stand there," putting one bullet in he unloaded it on him. Walking forward he dropped his gun to the floor and grabbed the 'zat guns' off the bodies. Throwing one to his mom they headed out towards the back. "Where's dad?"
"He's at the community hall, hun. The president sent out a order for conscription so your fathers getting ready to fight." Cam began to speed up pulling his mom. "No way are you going to war, young man."
"Mom its conscription! Even if I like it or not I'm going anyway. I'm in training in the air force If you don't remember."
"I don't want you to get hurt. I can't lose both of you."
"You wont, ah shit. I mean damn, darn, sorry, mum." Turning around he got his mother to follow him back into the room. "Help me pull them into the basement." Nodding, she grabbed one.

A little girl watched from the sidelines crying as she watched her brother being pulled aside by a Jaffa and repeatedly beaten. Crying she kept screaming for him to stop it but her kept on hitting him. A women grabbed her from behind and began carrying her away from the carnage.
"Its okay sweetie, I'll get you out of here." All around them people were screaming. Jaffa were emptying house after house of people and weapons. A man was pushed to the ground and a gun pointed to his head. The women covered the girls eyes but not fast enough to cover her own as a blast rang out.

"I'm here from the studio broadcasting on the dreadful carnage of today. It appears not only is she attacking the United States today but she's doing all countries at once. The death total is still unknown and no one knows why they are here. Lets go to Mr. Stewart on possibilities as to why they are here. Jon?"
"It is definitely clear she is not of this world. If you get what I mean and I don't just mean she's an alien."
"Jon!"
"Sorry. Well anyway it appears that she believes or is a Egyptian goddess. So far we only know that her name is Qetesh."
"The Egyptian goddess of Sex?"
"Yes though she is of Semitic origin. Actually she is the goddess of sacred ecstasy and sexual pleasure."
"So sex?"
"Oh no so much more. Oh damn I would love to get my tongue twisted in that little mouth."
"Jon!"
"Sorry. Well anyway it appears while in Egypt, where she still resides, she found herself a love slave." Squinting his brows he almost looked desperate. "Why of all those days did I decide to cancel my flight to Egypt. What I wouldn't give to be her love pig."
"Ew!"
"Come on, love. Once you go Jon you never go back."
"Uh, now we're going back to the weather. Jon I want to see you in my office! Now!"
"You want a little of this don't you?"
"Now!"
"Sorry."
"Get me off air right now or I'll have your tongue camera man!"

"This is getting nowhere."
"Well Mr. President, sir. It appears instead of going to war most of the men want to save their families."The doors slammed open and three armed Jaffa stepped in.
"Don't worry, we're going to keep alive. Can't promise we wont hurt you."

"Dad!" Cam yelled as he forced himself and his mother through the crowd of people. "I thought you were joining the army."
"The President has been captured so everyone is just trying to get there families to a safe place. Come one." Both of them nodded and followed after him.

There it is. I couldn't seem to write the original chapter I planned for this slot but then I decided to show you a little Mitchell love. I hope you liked it cause I had to copy and paste this into note pad, upload it, then fix all the errors that notepad did to it. I want to cry because of that. The whole Stewart thing...I can only say that I had just finished watching him on TV when I wrote that. Yes it doesn't act anything like him and it isn't him I just 'stole' his name.

Love you all!
- Shinki