So this is when I beg for forgiveness for not updating in awhile isn't it? I'm really sorry! I wanted to update. I really did but I just couldn't figure out what to do. Then I started thinking and this idea came in for this chapter. I even got another idea for a later chapter which is going to prove to be very intense. Dramatic and everything. I hope you like this chapter! After the wait I hope it doesn't disappoint. I know its kind of short but for some reason I can't write long chapters for this story but I know some of the more dramatic chapters are going to be long.
Well I'm sorry! I will forever beg for your forgiveness. I haven't updated this chapter since August last year. Believe me I feel really bad about that. Well here it is.

Chapter 13

"Chaapa'ai"

Walking slowly Qetesh surveyed the desert area as workers dug deep into the sand. Turning her gaze to them she motioned for one of the Jaffa to crack their whip at the slaves. Grinning she turned her head to look at Daniel sitting against the pole that was holding up their shelter.

"Pet, what is it that troubles you?" Walking towards him she kneeled down in front of him smiling, "this is a grand day, indeed. You desire history, no? The stars are your history and soon I will bring you theChaapa'ai. It will be your gateway to knowledge."

"Chaapa'ai?" Daniel muttered and looked down at his pad of paper as he kept trying to sketch out the symbols that would spell it out. Lifting it up he showed it to her and she just shook her head.

"Here," she grabbed the pad and the paper away from him and scrawled down the symbols in a beautiful eloquent writing. "This is Chaapa'ai."

Grabbing it from her he scrunched his brow, "Chaapa'ai. Gate to heaven? No that's not right." Daniel mumbled as he looked over them comparing them with his notes. "Gate. Stargate?"

"Yes, I believe that would be the translation."

"This, Stargate, holds the secrets to our past?" his eyes were wide with curiosity.

"No, it holds a mean to discover it. Let your goddess show you," she reached her hand out and cupped his cheek stroking it gently.

"Qetesh," he began as he tried to move himself away from her touch.

"My Queen!" a Jaffa called from the pit.

"What is it Jaffa!" her voice going mechanical for a second. Standing straight up she turned to him her eyes wide and glowing.

"My Queen, its gone."

"Gone?" her voice hissed lowly.

"Indeed. The Chaapa'ai has been moved." Her eyes flashed again and she ran towards the pit to look down seeing workers stopping their work and piling out.

"No! The Chaapa'ai was supposed to be here!" Lifting her hand up her hand device began to glow.

"But my Queen…"

"Your failure is tiring," walking forward she lifted it to his head causing him to scream out. His knees buckling sending him falling to the ground pleading to her to forgive him.

"Qetesh," Daniel began.

"Silence! He has failed his god so his punishment is death!" Turning her hand away she allowed him to completely collapse gasping out his last breath. "One of your people has taken it from its hiding place! Tell me where is it Daniel?"

"I don't know."

"Fine. I need to speak with someone that does. Bring me to one of those, reporters. I wish to make a message for your world to see!"

The room became silent as Qetesh came marching in with Jaffa and Daniel at her heels. "I wish to deliver a message to my people."

"You're Qetesh? It is a pleasure to meet you. I am -" one of the reporters began.

"I have no desire to learn your name insolent mortal! Now, I wish to send a message to all people of your world." Motioning at the Jaffa she smiled wickedly, "If you do not listen to my request I will be forced to take action."

"Yes, Qetesh-"

"I have not given you rights to speak my name!" she snapped her eyes glowing for a second.

"Sorry," he stuttered, "set up a news broadcast!" The people in the room just stayed their staring at each other frozen in shock, "now!" With that they were off preparing.

"You see Daniel, that wasn't hard."

"They only listen to you because you frighten them," Daniel spoke as he walked to her side.

"I am their goddess. If they will not allow themselves to be ruled by means of gentler tactics then I will take it upon myself to insure they listen."

"By killing people," he spat.

"Oh, Daniel. You are naïve," she chuckled, "the people of your planet kill each other over the most foolish of things and yet you judge me or killing to insure they stay under control. I am sure I am by far kinder. I do not use those weapons that keep damaging years after they were used."

"We are ready for you," the reporter said pointing to the booth.

"Good," she smiled graciously, "you all will be well rewarded. Now come Daniel, our public awaits."

"What? I thought…" he began to stammer.

"Of course you will appear with me," taking his arm she led him into the room her pale almost shimmering dress swaying around her.

"You're on the air," the reporter nodded as the camera's pointed themselves on her.

"People of this planet I address you now. I desire what was lost to me! Bring me the Chaapa'ai and you will be well rewarded. For every day it is not in my possession more will die!"

"My Queen," Daniel whispered to her, "If I didn't know what it was I'm pretty sure they wont either. Maybe explaining it would help," he offered.

"Of course." Motioning for a Jaffa to come forth he passed her a table which she held out for the camera. "I desire a stone circle dug up from the sands of this holy land. It has writing similar to the ones of this tablet." Her eyes flashed gold as she turned away from the camera and walked out of the room with Daniel following her.

"Are you really going to kill more people just to get it!" he hissed as he ran in front of her.

"What do you think, Daniel?" she smiled wickedly, "if people die it is there own fault for not getting it to me soon enough." Walking around him she left the building full well knowing Daniel would quickly follow.

"As of high noon today Qetesh made her first official appearance on the air. She calls for something called the Chaapa'ai that was supposedly taken from the sands of Egypt," the news anchor rambled on showing clips of her meeting. Cameron Mitchell shifted on his heels as him and his family along with many others watched the TV in a small store. "The Chaapa'ai, according to Qetesh, is a stone circle with engravings such as on the ones on the table she showed us." A picture of the tablet came up on the side of the screen.

"Oh this is crap," Cam hissed, "why aren't we doing anything?"

"Cam," his father hissed, "we can't do anything. She has ordered all our weapons away and hers are far more advanced than ours."

"We could still -"

"No, we can't" his mother finally speaking out.

"For every day she doesn't have this Chaapa'ai she says she will kill more. With all our heart we beg whoever has it to make themselves known. God help us."

His father switched the channel as another news network began, "It looks like its on every station." Just as he was about to change it again his mother grabbed his arm stopping him.

"No, lets just go" she mumbled and led her family out of the store.

A man now growing somewhat old in his years watched the news, his eyes wide in fear and surprise. The women was a true picture of a goddess almost a living breathing Egyptian Goddess. The archaeologist in him felt his heart speed up in curiosity the part of him that was just a man; which was very little, was afraid. Not for himself though. His eyes looked over the tall man standing next to Vala. Short brown hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Nick Ballard, sir. Are you alright?" his assistant asked as he saw the older mans expression at the news. "Fascinating thing isn't it? A Goddess, well of course she probably isn't but still. Imagine the things she knows."

"That's him," his voice low and brittle.

"That's who?" he looked at the man standing next to Qetesh. "Huh, he looks kind of like you, sir."

"He's my grandson" his voice was on the verge of cracking. His fear wasn't for himself it was for his grandson. All he could do was ask and plead why it was him that was chosen by Qetesh.

Taking a grape she slipped it into her mouth and bit down on it. Her eyes never leaving Daniel who stood at the window.

"Daniel, come sit with your goddess." He didn't want to but he knew better than to resist so he went to the bed and sat by her side. "Come," she whispered and kissed his ear. "Let me help you forget the pain of others," she whispered seductively leaving forward and kissing him. "Let me heal your pain."

"Qetesh," he mumbled trying to lean away from her.

"All I desire for now is a kiss," she crossed her heart with the tip of her finger. It moved over her chest slowly and seductively. "I promise." He knew her promises were no good but he let her come to him anyway. As her lips touched his he kissed back furiously causing her to groan.

"Just a kiss," he finally said as he lent away from her. "That's all you'll ever have from me." Getting up he walked out of the room causing Qetesh to scream in frustration.

To be continued...

There it is. It might not be as good as some of my other chapters. I'm still trying to get back into the zone of writing Saving Me. Even though I started this story first most of my attention will still be on Oasis. My inspiration for that story is running on a high and I really want to finish it. I even have some other fics that I want to push out sometime soon. Well enough with the ranting. I look forward to hear from you all!

Love,

Shinki

PS: I'm really sorry!