Atton: "So how's our passenger... she's still aging?"

Jedi Exile: "Cryptic as always."

Atton commenting about Kreia's age

CHAPTER 8

The Exile moved swiftly into the caves using the force to aid in her speed and stealth, but she only came to a halt when she was forced to push her thin frame into a small crevice watching with her own eyes as strange humanoid looking creatures moved past her. All of them carrying weapons armed and ready. Form their looks and the description Lorene had given her they were the Wraith. She knew the stunners could knock out a human, but for her she wasn't sure. She had been taken out by stunners before but whether they were the same as the Republics she had yet to determine that and wanted to avoid getting hit by them anytime soon. Reaching out into the force she attempted to locate Colonel Sheppard's presence, but what she found was a muted place where his normally strong presence was noticeable, but it was enough to assure her the man was alive.

Waiting for the Wraith to move past her she slowly inched her way out of the crack and looked in both directions before moving back in the local direction of the crystal caves where she had recalled the maps showing her where the major deposits of the ZPM based crystals were. The sound of the water dripping in the ancient caves was rather comferting as it reminded her of the ones back on the old Jedi enclave on Dantoonie where she and her crew had ventured. She remembered the way how Atton had kept close to her in a protective manner. How he had snuck in subtitle touches here and there to cress her hand.

Joking to her that he would challenge her to a game of strip Pazzac and beat her in the end and steal a kiss from her. The times of his constant playful teasing had aroused many feelings in her to the point she had found herself for once feeling like a normal woman in love and not just another plain Jedi in the crowd like so many with no sense of humor. Atton truly had caused a great deal of changes in her and his death had hurt her in many ways and perhaps would never heal, but he had given her the strength to live.

The people of Atlantis despite their young minds she had slowly begun to appreciate them and their patience towards her healing period. She never figured she would fit into that city and had been worried during that first month she would be ordered to leave and never return but she had found a place among them as their official translator of the old Jedi language. Truthfully she saw herself as only a disposable General, but instead she was now a Historian of sorts…It was ironic in a way she would follow Atris, but she wouldn't go down the path that had led her to the dark side.

Consumed by her greed to collect and study every possible Sith Holocron and then attempt to become the next Darth Traya. It made sense now what Keira had told her. She had never understood what her Sith name met until that final showdown on Malcore V that their must always be a Darth Traya. One betrayed by a single person or by many.

Yet through it all she hadn't ever felt the full pull of the Dark side. The only time she had felt the whispers of it driving her was when she beat down Darth Sion for murdering Atton in cold blood. Not only was she a danger still to many around her because of the wound in the force that she was, but he had been trying to convert her to be his 'beautiful' apprentice.

That had been her understanding when she realized after the countless times he could have killed her or his people in the beginning he had let her live for that purpose thinking he would have her join him and defeat Keira with him.

Never in all her life had she felt so used and disposable, at least her former Master Revan had warned her of her plight when she joined him and Mallek for war. Revan…He was more Jedi than Sith and truthfully the only man she had looked up to and been in awe of, but his change in the war had left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Though after destroying Malocore V she had still set out into the unknown regions of space to find her Master and save him. Yet she never did join her long lost Master in what she was sure would have been her final battle to defeat the true Sith. She had seen flashes in her mind of what might befall her, but she never realized at that time before she left Dantoonie that it would be the Ebon Hawk giving her issues.

That day she had been creating her chamber to seal herself away in, she had almost been 100% certain she heard Atton's voce whispering to her she would be safe. That she would be well when she awoke. Even in the time spent in her prison she had dreamed of him, been comforted by him, and lived in a world she had envisioned with them as a simple man and wife. Living on Naboo in the country side with two children. Even though it was a dream, it had been a good one to keep her mind at ease as she slept.

Now John Sheppard was another matter now in her life. Every inch of her body wanted nothing more than to go to him and cling to him tightly, but after her time of being in Atlantis and studying him she had seen little to no indications besides his looks that he was her beloved Atton Rand, but yet she still felt a strange pull to him.

No, it wasn't just the forced forged force bond between them, despite it being pre-mature she still felt a great need to be close to him, but she couldn't bring herself to. Yes she spoke to him if needed, but often these conversations were short and to the point and typically business related.

Now here she was on her own again to save people, people who had saved her from her icy prison on the Ebon Hawk and a man she wanted nothing more than to avoid. Yet the force had urged her to help them and she had felt the minor disturbance in the force when she felt her fledgling bond with Sheppard ended abruptly she knew something was wrong.

As she drew herself from her thoughts she entered the main hall of the crystal cave. It was beautiful seeing the vast array from crystals to choose from. Some of them calling out to her in the force to take them with her. A part of her wanted to take them, but she reframed from touching them. She didn't want to waste such good crystals right now. Atton's light saber she had saved from that day, barely worked anymore. The crystal's power was nearly depleted. The thought of that crystal dying made her ache all the more. Reaching up to her chest she pressed her fingers to the long cylinder object nestled between her breasts. She had managed to hide it on herself in case she was caught.

She wasn't taking chances. However a part of her wanted to be captured to just be put with the others. It would save her time from worrying about setting off traps or alerting the Wraith to her location. As she knelt down to brush her finger over a green crystal that hummed to her very vibrantly through the force she wasn't pitcullar drawn to this color. Her own had always been purple, or pink. Rare colors that made her stand out. Something Master Revan often tease her for in the past, he never did it to belittle her that it was femmine, as his sabers crystal had been purple as well. He said the crystal always chooses its wielder and those who were met to be different from the rest of the heard we're the ones met to do great.

She remembered when Atton had been with her, he had been called to a green one, a typical color most Jedi used. When she teased him about it and said he liked to be a follower she could still remember the shades of red that played on his face in imbursement or humiliation, either way it had been worth it for her to see another side of the scoundrel she had loved.

Using the force she slowly moved the crystal calling to her and raised it into the air and finally took it into her palm feeling a pleasurable hum radiating from it. Moving her hand to her utility belt she slid the crystal inside one of the small empty canisters and sealed it planning to put it away when she returned to Atlantis.

As she stood back up she noticed a shadow behind her and went wide eyed in shock not ever sensing anyone, spinning around quickly she avoid the hand met to grab her sliding across the slick surface of the cave as her eyes locked on the Wraith. "I don't suppose peaceful talk is possible?" She asked as her hand moved to her blaster on her hip.

The wraith studied the woman, not having expected her to move so quickly from his grasp. Hearing the female speak only made it grin twistedly at her revealing the sharp teeth to her. "If you come quietly with us to a cell that will be all the peace you get human." It spoke.

Cocking her head to the side she sighed as she rouses to her feet slowly. "I'm afraid I cannot go with you to a cell block when I've done nothing wrong. I'm here for the people you've taken, please release them and I will not harm you." She kept her hand on her blaster ready to move to counter any possible attack he might send her way. These things we're almost mute in the force, they more than likely couldn't be controlled by force suggest she was assuming. They we're of a different race like some she remembered back in her own galaxy.

Not liking the tone she was giving him the Wraith raised a stunner at her pointing it at her. "You will join them soon enough…" Before the Wraith could pull the trigger the stunner was sent flying across the caves as the Exile had moved to prevent any attacks or damage to the crystals in the cave.

Standing there as she held Atton's blasters in her hand pointed towards the Wraith she didn't move or back down. "I'll ask nicely one more time. Take me to the ones you captured or next time I will hit something else." She warned, she didn't want to fight or resort to violence, but it seemed it would be a nessacary evil. The more she killed the more of their life forces she consumed to keep her open force wound at bay. Revan Keria had told her could fix her, but without Revan alive now she had no chance of figuring out how to heal herself. She was afraid to tell Dr. Weir and the others who had saved her about it. A part of her worried she would be alone again if she told them in a way she was like these Wraith.

Growling almost the Wraith lunged at her trying to take her out. Jumping back the Exile fired her blaster shooting the wraith in both legs and arms causing it to go down. When it was down she ran out of the cave at a typical human speed not wanting to risk these creatures becoming curious about her difference between Sheppard's people and that she was linked to the Ancients. As she ran deeper into the cave she found herself lost, looking with her eyes back and forth in the shadows looking for anything suspious to be weary of.

As she came into the clearing of a room that looked like it was being redone with the Wraith's technology she paused sensing something off, almost dark about the room. Something she hadn't felt since her younger Jedi days when she traveled with Revan and Malek. Moving to the wall she raised her hand pressing it into the cold slick wall. "Why do I sense the dark side here…" She whispered to herself as her eyebrows furrowed trying to rember why this felt so fimulr to her.

As she stood their she holsted her Blaster and began to move her right hand to her breasts to reach for Atton's light saber, but she was never able to, the first hit of the Stunner made her eyes go wide as she dropped to one knee and looked at the 6 wraith guards and the one she shot blocking her. She was shot again, only to grint her teeth as she felt her body begining to go numb. It wasn't until the third one struck her that she landed on her side unconscious from the wraith stunners. At least she knew now it took three hits to take her out.

Lost in a sea of memories…

John didn't know where he was, he had never seen this building before, but in a way he felt like a ghost as he watched too blurred figures fighting in a room, the low hum of a light saber battle ringing through the large entrance hall adjusted to the detection cell block. Something about this place chilled him to the core.

Yet as he watched the darkened figures fight he saw the green saber struggling to push back the red one. He was tempted to chew on his nails because the atmosphere in here was so thick full of killer intent and pure rotten evil, as good attempted to push it away. I t was almost suffocating. The thing that drew John out of it was the sound of a man screaming out in pure agony. The thing that startled him was the severed arm landing at his feet with the light saber of the green user.

The figure that was kneeling down on the ground seemed to be struggling to regain their composure, yet their voices rang clear in this dream, "Running away? I'm not done with you yet." The voice despite the pain was cocky.

The other who had the red light saber, but had yet to extinguish it began to move forward, "Nor I you." The voice was deep, almost haunting. The figure never bothered to extinguish the light saber, keeping it turned on, almost to make their prey wonder if they would deliver the final blow. "I will remake you. So when I look upon you it shall be like a mirror. Then I shall let you die." The Sith spoke as it grabbed the figure by their neck lifting them to their feet without any effort at all.

The figure grunted in pain as he was lifted off the ground struggling to not choke to death. "There's nothing worse you can do to me." The figures words were strangled almost choked and hard to get out, and yet as they spoke the final words John couldn't help but dread what would happen. "Take your Time."

As John began to find himself waking up, he could hear the sounds of agonizing screams begging to fade back into the depths of his mind. When he opened his eyes he bolted up right covered in sweat looking around almost franticly to find where he was. When his eyes began to adjust to the light he allowed his rapid breathing to begin to relax as he saw Teyla, McKay, and Chewie were all in the same cell with him. "Looks like we're all caught." John said somewhat out of it, trying to regain his composure from where he currently sat.

Teyla moved over to Sheppard as she placed a hand on his shoulder, "Colonel Sheppard are you alright? You were tossing and turning in your sleep." She stated.

"Yeh, I'm fine. Just a weird dream." He admitted, but hoped she would leave it at that.

"You kept saying a name." McKay stated from where he stood pacing, more than likely assuming the worst already in his mind. "Don't harm Yukiko. Who's that? Your new Ancient glowing woman?" He asked almost in his typical sarcastic way.

Shooting them weird looks he could see the concern though in his friend's eyes and sighed standing up as he cracked his neck to the side to get the kinks out. "I don't know anyone by that name, and no Rodney that wasn't any of my Ancient girl's nicknames." He stated flatly to not give McKay anymore fuel to add to the fire.

"Mph, we can't keep track of you all the time you have so many women it's hard to remember the names." McKay smirked seeing how flustered his friend was. It gave him a break from worrying about his early demise.

"McKay…Don't make me use the citrus on you when we get back." John warned, it wouldn't be a first or last time he used it on McKay.

McKay went wide eyed hearing the threat, "You wouldn't." He panicked.

"Keeping pushing and I just might." John hissed.

"We have company." Ronon stated rather irritated as he heard the sounds of feet coming towards their cell.

When the Wraith entered the room, the door to their cell opened as three Wraith guards entered keeping their stunners trained on all of them. As everyone stood there watching they were shocked to see the unconscious form of the exile being dragged into their cell, only to be thrown inside almost roughly on the floor, causing John to grind his teeth as he saw her limp form being checked for any weapons. Her belt, blaster, and a knife were removed off her before the Wraith left the cell leaving SGA-1 with a new guest in their cell.

"Some Jedi…She got caught." Rodney said, but then again even he was worried seeing her in their at least she wasn't dead or a shriveled up piece of old lady meat from the Wraith.

"More so the point, why is she here on her own." Ronon asked slightly annoyed they allowed the Exile to come here herself.

"She hasn't gone through the Stargate yet or off world since we found her. She must have come through with another team and left them." Teyla supplied hoping to quell any anger the men were feeling.

Teyla's news did little to quench John's slight anger that was boiling on the surface. Jedi or not, it had been reckless for her to be allowed to roam on her own in a place crawling with Wraith. "I'll sit with her till she wakes up…I've been on the end of one of her Force shove play-by and let me tell you, being shoved into a wall hurts worse than when a Wraith does it." He wasn't going to lie though; he was secretly happy in a way he got to be closer to her again. He didn't know why but he wasn't in the mood for sharing her unconscious form with the others. Not even Teyla.

As he sat down he pulled her over to him resting her head on his Jacket he had removed to let her rest on his lap. Hopefully it earned him some brownie points and some time to actually talk to her later about a few things.

Sometime later…

When the Exile came to she bolted upright only to gasp as she felt her head impact on another person's. She had been caught off guard by the Wraith's movement, than again she knew too she was neglecting her training as she had mostly been sitting and reading there had been very little reason to use the force and as such she had been entirely open from behind when the Wraith Stunner hit her.

"Sith spawn hell." She could only groan holding her even more throbbing head as she glared over at the one who had been in her way and froze seeing it was Colonel Sheppard, as she cast her eyes to the side of the room she noticed Teyla, Ronon, and Dr. McKay we're all present as well.

"Nice to see you to Exile, so where's everyone else?" Sheppard asked as he rubbed his head, half glaring at her for smacking right into his head.

"I came on my own into here, I felt there was no reason to bring another person into this mess and make them casualties as well. I'm ashamed to admit I was caught off guard to my blind side so easily, but these creatures I found are hard to detect with even the force. I can sense them, but they are muted in a way to me making it hard to read their movements." The Exile admitted as she allowed her vision to adjust to the dimly lit cell of the caves. Even inside the one they currently resided in it wasn't hard to tell it was new.

"You came here with others?" McKay asked hopefully.

"Yes, Major Lorene's team and 10 Marines I think their called and HK-47…Weather he will obey their orders to remain with them I'm unable to dertime that." She admitted as she noticed a hand held out for her by Sheppard and hesitated for a few seconds before she finally moved her hand to his and grasped it, but the two of them felt was a sudden flare shoot through them, to the Exile it felt eerily fimular this training bond she'd so long ago forged.

John tensed as she felt that strange feeling flare through him, the touch alone making him suppress the urge to let out low groan as it made his body burn with life. 'What the hell was that feeling?' He wondered as he aided her to her feet and then let her go only to feel that connection die between them, though as he stood their staring at her he felt something clawing at the back of his mind as he looked into her eyes. 'Like always with you Exile…Pure Pazzack.' he said not even realizing what he said.

The Exile froze as she heard that little saying. "Where have you heard that?" She asked taking his hand as the force bonds between them made her realize slightly whom this bond once belonged to and felt her heart pounding in her chest.

"Say what?" John asked blinking rather owlishly as he looked at the Exile seeing that look he'd come to know too well burning in her eyes.

The Exile looked at the others almost pleading for a confirmation from them, "You heard what he said didn't you?" She asked.

Rodney, Teyla, and Ronon only looked at her confused. "I'm afraid we didn't hear the Colonel say Anything Exile. Perhaps it is just your waking mind playing tricks on you?" Teyla suggested.

The Exile looked away from the woman and back over to the Lt. Colonel, her violet colored eyes peering at him almost in a pleading sense before something clicked in her mind, 'Att-Sheppard, can you hear me?' She asked him as she exchanged words through this training bond she felt with him.

John blinked looking at the Exile, he heard her voice, but he never saw her lips move. 'I'm going crazy…She just said something and her lips didn't move.' He thought to himself.

The Exile couldn't help but smirk slightly, as she raised her hand to Sheppard chin cupping it firmly and drew him close to the point their noses we're almost touching. 'You heard me Sheppard. You and I have a force training Bond. Something between Master and Apprentice Jedi form. This bond isn't new either, I've felt it before. Maybe you are who I hope you to be, but you just can't remember." She released his chin feeling a sense of joy flare through her body that even John could feel through this training bond.

John couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was about to argue with her, but being this close and hearing their shared a bond of sorts made him feel a little weirded out, but when he felt the sudden warmth and joy flood into him from her, he found she might finally be taking a liking to him. 'This is creepy…Yet kind of interesting.' He admitted as he looked at her.

"Is everything okay you two?" Teyla asked concern seeing the shit eating grin from Sheppard and the happy expression on the Exiles face.

Snapping out of it John looked at Teyla and grinned some, "Yep, well if we can get out of here that would be even better." He stated.

"I think I can handle that…Which one is the control to release the cell?" The Exile asked moving to the bars of their prison peering out where a series of random switches were along the wall.

"That one with the large switch." Ronon said pointing through the bars to the control.

Raising her hand the Exile made a gesture as she used the force to pull on the lever. "Grab your items. We're taking a different route out of here." She ordered as she reached into her robe and plucked Atton's lightsaber from between her breasts, wondering if this simple item she kept of his would trigger his memories…Provided Sheppard was her Atton. As she moved to the wall she began to inspect the thickness. She could sense the presence of the darkside here and wanted to find the source of its corruption.

"Exile, come on we can't get out of this cell…Is that what I think it is?" Rodney said almost excitedly trying to get the lightsaber out of her hand which she moved into the air. "No, this is one item of mine nobody but myself or its original owner may touch." She said firmly.

"Where did you have it anyway?" Sheppard asked curiously.

"I got breasts, they might as well be put to use besides making milk for kids, and decorations for the male species to gawk at." Flicking the lightsaber on she drove the saber into the wall of the cave and began to make a large enough circle that would allow them to all pass through. It took her 5 minutes, but when she completed it the round piece fell away with a force shove leading them through another part of the cave that had running water in it.

John, Ronon, and McKay never said anything about her comment about breasts. None of them wanted to lose an appendage. When she sliced the hold in the wall all of them quickly moved through it as the Exile used the force to lift the thing back in place and used the lightsaber to melt it back on so it didn't give the Wraith an idea to look for them behind the wall. However it seemed like the lightsaber was on its last legs to as it began to flicker and spurt.

"Tch, I had a feeling this would happen." The Exile said as she turned off the power switch and clipped Atton's lightsaber to her belt. "Follow me, I sense the Darkside here. If it is nothing we can leave, but this is something I cannot overlook. The Sith shouldn't even be here." She said already moving along the new section of the cave that was lit up with crystals.

"Whoa, Whoa, wait. Darkside…That's not good is it…I don't think guns will stop a Sith Lord." McKay said almost in a panic.

"Please just trust me on this one Dr. McKay. This is the Darkside I sense, but it's something I've not felt since I was Master Revan's apprentice. It's hard to explain to someone who has never felt the force." She said never stopping or looking at them.

"And if it's a Sith?" Sheppard asked?

"Atton…It's not." She said.

"I'm not Atton." Sheppard corrected.

"Keep telling yourself that." She said breaking into a jog to get away from the stupid questions.

"Let's trust the Exile; I don't think she would put us into any unnecessary harm." Teyla argued trying to stop the question and answer session.

"I agree with Teyla." Ronon said as he had spent enough time with the woman lately to know she wouldn't try anything to harm or hurt anyone. Her robot HK-47 was another story.

The group walked for 20 minutes following the Exile through tight crevasses in the hidden cave entrance. Sometimes having to watch their footing as the crystals we're in their path and some of them sharp to the point they would cut your hands or risk going through your shoes into your own flesh to cause injury. However as John followed closely at the Exile's heal he felt himself becoming dizzy almost, like something was choking him. As he staggered around a crystal he felt a hand reach out to wrap around his wrist, as those chilling eyes of the Exile looked into him.

"Are you alright?" She asked as she pushed a warm flood of the force into Sheppard, trying to purge the Darkside from around him that was making him ill.

John shook his head as he released some air from his lungs, not even realizing he had been holding it. When he felt the warm calm reassuring feeling flood into him he felt that cold dank, evil feeling leave him. Almost like it sank into his bones. "Thanks…For whatever you just did. What was that?" He asked.

"The darkside, the force is returning to your new body, because of it and your lack of shields to block such feelings it will make you will, even a small amount such as this." She said releasing Sheppard's wrist, "Someone once told me they counted Pazzack cards in their head to create a shield to block others from their thoughts…The other way was by preparing the Ebon Hawk by going through the ships controls in their head." She said cryptically, she could feel it in her heart Sheppard was her Atton, this training bond, was without a doubt Atton Rand's bond. The severed connection they shared almost fully mended in the force, and only becoming stronger. All because of what she had done to herself so long ago at the Battle above Malcore V.

"I'm NOT Atton, and how could I have the force so suddenly, it doesn't make sense." John snapped half irritated.

Sighing the Exile began to move closer to the source, "It will take time to explain, something of which we cannot afford to talk about right now, at least not here, if you value the life of the others waiting outside for us." She calmly said.

Moving into a long narrow walkway the light began to grow, growing more vibrant, until the Exile and the others came out into a large rounded room. Writings on the wall in Ancient, showing the people from Atlantis had been in here, but what lay in the middle of the room made the Exile's body tense as she stared at the 4 pointed objected sitting dormant in the room. The darkside thrumming through it, making her almost ill knowing what this was.

"What is that?" Rodney asked almost excitedly like a little kid moving over to the thing in the middle of the room.

"Something that never should have been made." The Exile stated her eyes looking firm, almost haunted by the thing before them.

"What is it?" Ronon asked as he grabbed McKay pulling him away from it.

"Something that can destroy an entire planet, and whole civilizations if in the wrong hands." The Exile stated moving forward as she pushed the force into the map and backed away as the device sprang to life opening up as a holographic map appeared lighting the room with a map with directions to another Starforge located someplace in Pegasus.

"Wait WHAT?!" Sheppard asked in shock looking at the Exile as she started with a grim look at the map, knowing there was without a doubt 4 more of these wit coordinates to an actual Starforge.

"Now I know why I didn't die in the Ebon Hawk, and why you found me…The force guided me here to find and destroy the second Starforge." The exile moved over to McKay and without asking for permission snatched his PDA off his hip and began to enter information into it as she had it sync with the Starforge map and download the data into it. Holding her right out she began to use the force to gather around the map and crushed it effectively destroying the map so nobody could ever try and decipher it or figure out what it met. "We need to go now." She ordered, not caring if she was being rude, but she remembered all the problems that happened because of the Starforge during the wars, how it had resulted in her losing so many, and her own life being ruined in the process because of it. She wasn't having it ruin her life again.

"Exile wait!" Teyla said looking at the men only to run after the woman to try and keep up with her to try and comfort her, wondering how such a simple map had spooked her so much.

"Major can you hear me? This is Colonel Sheppard." John asked as he tapped the radio headset following after the women.

"Loud and clear Colonel, where are you and is the Exile with you?" Lorene asked.

"Yep, and we're inside a cave within a cave if that makes sense…Is it safe out there or is it crawling with Wraith?" He asked.

"At the moment we've had no signs of the Wraith. The Exile's Droid HK-47 is guarding the Stargate and insulting some of my men, calling them useless meat bags…That is about it." Lorene said.

"Alright keep me posted, we're looking for an exit out of here, and the Exile might have found something interesting." John muttered.

"Useful I hope?"

John paused a moment as he looked at the Exile who wasn't even speaking to Teyla, seemingly lost in her own world. "From the looks of it, I don't think it's a good thing…" He mused.

"We'll be waiting for you guys once you get out. Lorene out." With that the headset went dead again.

It took SGA-1 about 2 hours to find an exit from the hidden area of the cave, but it gave McKay a small chance in one of the rooms to grab some crystals that we're needed to re-create a ZPM or two. At least the trip here to this planet hadn't been a complete failure, but the other thing they found that the Exile refused to explain to them had left the rest of them curious wanting to know what it was that made her all but turn and run away as quickly as possible from the area upon destroying the map.

Surfacing outside from the small creek that led out of the cave all of them moved quickly in the direction of the Stargate, but as they moved the sound of gunfire alerted them to trouble up ahead. "Looks like we got trouble." Sheppard stated.

"Colonel, I hope you guys are on your way and soon because the Wraith are coming out now." Lorene barked over the radios.

Looking up the Exile looked at the others, hesitating to leave them, but before anyone could stop her she ran off in a blur to go and help the Major and his men, leaving McKay to point at her blurred form moving ahead of them.

"Hey! She can't just do that…Can she?" He asked.

Grinding his teeth slightly John sighed, "Let's hurry before she gets hurt or anyone else." He ordered.

Following after the Exile as quickly as they could John couldn't help but get a bad feeling with her running off wasn't in her best interest at the moment.

When the Exile made it to the point the Major and his men we're she found them pinned down with the Wraith getting closer to them, and out powering them. Using the force she sent 10 Wraith flying through the air making the Marines stop firing as they looked to see her moving in the direction of the wraith to take them out herself. Lightsaber in hand as she moved to the first one she didn't even hesitate and began cutting the Wraith down, like they were butter. With no regard for their life, not caring, as her force wound fed off them, off their fear, and very life. Her eyes no longer their soft gentle color, but beginning to change almost.

"Creatures like you shouldn't exist." She hissed as she advanced on a Wraith trying to get away from her, but didn't get the chance as she cut it down before the lightsaber shorted out dying on her.

Looking at the lightsaber she clipped it on her belt and instead smiled coldly at the last 10 wraith and held up her hands sending a strong wave of force lightening at them, sending them to the ground as she began to kill them slow and painfully. "Die you pethic creatures, your life force will sustain my wound a little bit longer…Just as you steal lives, I shall steal your own." She purred.

Everyone on the other teams watched in shock as the Exile had some purple power radiating from her fingertips as she used the darkside force lightening power on the wraith to kill them. Effectively leaching off their life-force in the process to stabilize her wound in the force. She was trying to protect these people, not caring about the fact she was using the darkside to aid her.

John felt his body freeze as he felt his stomach churn, a part of Atton Rand surfacing in him as he recalled her using this power once out of her pain and grief when he died. "YUKIKO! STOP IT!" He shouted as he ran forward grabbing the woman and smacked her hard across the face, only to peering into the eyes of her seeing them lightly lined in that hideous yellowish color. "I don't ever want to see those eyes again Yukiko…" He whispered.

The Exile froze as her body tensed hearing her real name being spoken. Feeling the firm grip of Sheppard holding her in place made her feel so small, like a child being scolded.

"Those eyes don't belong to you…and never will. I waited 5000 years to save you and I won't have you fall to the darkside, Yukiko…" Atton spoke softly raising his thumb to wipe away a tear. "Now it's time to return to Atlantis and you need to meditate." He whispered in her ear, soothing her through the force, knowing his time would be short, his body had yet to fully adapt to his two minds merging. Atton Rand had been sleeping for so long that his trigger was her…Yukiko.

An agreement he made before being allowed to return with the human populace until she came back into his life.

Yukiko didn't argue, feeling Atton's comforting presence in the force sooth over her pushed away that cold, dark feeling that had all but consumed her briefly in the slaughtering of the Wraith. She followed close at Atton's side or rather Sheppard, who seemed slightly aloof, and out of it. Struggling with the concept himself he was someone else with a past, a history that far, pre-dated his new one.

It was like a madhouse in his brain, only without the men in the white coats coming to take him away.

"Dial the gate, we're going home." Sheppard ordered as he looked to Yukiko, and moved his hand down to hers, and pulled her along with him, not wanting to leave her behind, or for her to dwell on what she had just done.

They had a lot to talk about that was for certain. As he heard the Stargate whoosh to life he led Yukiko with him, almost smirking slightly as he saw her sense up as they stepped through the Stargate, he had a feeling her first trip through hadn't been that enjoyable.

TBC…

Sorry if this chapter seems rushed or a bit forced in some places, but it was difficult to write it. The lack of reviews from readers who can offer input besides spelling issues leaving me wondering if you like it or hate it. If you are interested in becoming a beta writer for this and editing/modifying the all the current chapters I'm all for it. Just leave me a comment on the review section.

YUKIKO (由希子): Japanese name meaning "rare child."