Hey, you guys! Thanks for the reviews and all. I'm not confused, anymore! See, I thought that Atlantis has been airing since November, but that's just in UK and Canadia. Canada, sorry. If you guys are Canadian, I'm sorry. Well, I'm not sorry you're Canadian, I'm sorry about the Canadia thing. I have a habbit of saying Canadia just like people say Thighland instead of Thailand. And if you're from Thailand, or Thighland, whatever floats your boat, I'm incredibly, incredibly sorry. As Carson would say. Anyways, I don't own SGA or its characters. Just borrowing them for a bit. Well, ok, then!
Chapter 8
"You son of a bitch!" Sheppard shouted. "This is not my soul! This is me...my body! My...my mind! You can't do this, dammit!"
I already have. But Senave is alive, for you have given your life for hers. Do you want her to lose her life, again? Not to mention her soul," Jossen said with one of those sinister, malignant smiles that John thought physically looked like one of the wraiths'.
"You're not gonna get away with this. My friends will find a way, Jossen. I've got the best people in any galaxy by my side," John said.
"I do not see them here, Colonel Sheppard. And you should be glad they are not. You do not want them to go through this, do you? And I have yet to start," Jossen said, with that same, depraved smile.
John narrowed his eyes, just before a torturous vexation spiked inside his skull. he hit his knees fast, not able to hear himself cry out from the unrelenting agony. But her heard a different voice, a harsh, rugged, terrifying voice.
Who is John Sheppard?!
"No!" he shouted. he looked up to the sky as it turned red and black. Another pain peirced through his head and he doubled over, holding his head, screaming away the torment. He quickly pushed himself to his feet, scrambling away from the demon to a large black boulder. he squoze his eyes shut, but the pain was still there.
"I am much like the wraith, Colonel. Except I...I cannot be defeated. I will find what I want, then I will take your soul, and you will be damned to wander this world until the end of eternity. And that will never come. You cannot escape. It is just impossible," Jossen said to the Colonel's back.
John leaned heavily against the boulder, feeling unusually tired. He was dead, wasn't he?
"You are," Jossen answered Sheppard's thoughts. "But since you have yet to be damned, your soul feels as your body would if you were on the planet. But, as you can see, this is not the planet."
Yeah, John could see that. For the moment, the red and black land was fading into one large mass as he began feeling dizzy.
You will not escape that easily, Colonel!
The voice shreiked in John's mind, sending him to the ground, the jagged rockes cutting into his back. He tried desperately to handle the pain, this time. He clenched his teeth, opening his eyes slowly.
As the pain grew louder, he couldn't bite it back. His eyes rolled back behind his eyelids, his back arching as he let out a terrifying scream. All at once, it stopped. It all went away.
The pain.
The voice.
His consciousness.
His will to fight.
Ok, then, how'd you all like it. Please review, they keep me going! Yes, I'm resorting to pleading, but I wanna know how I'm doing. Again, constructive criticism is always welcomed. CONSTRUCTIVE! So don't tell me it was the worst story that you ever read and the only person who could make it better is Shirley Temple! Well, bie:0D