Status: Complete
Pairings: N/A
Category: Werewolf!Daniel,
Genre: Action, Adventure, Supernatural,
Rating: Teen
Summary: After a run-in with Ceridwen, Daniel becomes the Lycan Guardsman of Earth. But is there something else behind all this?
Size: 9,735 words
Warnings: Some mild violence
Notes: Set between season 2 and 3.
Series/Sequels: N/A
Updated: October 15, 2013
Chapter Four: Visions Redone
Daniel shifted. Sleeping in medical gurneys weren't comfortable. He thought back to Janet told him. He now had wolf DNA in his genetic makeup. Great, Jack will have so much fun with that one. He thought. Thinking back, he suspected that the DNA was inserted when he disappeared on P5R-M8S2. The only inscription on the stone was the lines on the altar. There was nothing else except for the pendant that Teal'c gave him while he was in the infirmary.
Getting up from the bed he put on his jacket. Rushing out the door, he barely noticed the men that were startled as he ran past them. He entered the elevator and pressed the level for his office. Finally the doors opened and he rushed to the door.
Flipping on the lights, he went to the desk and pulled out the drawer. Right on top of forgotten papers, was the pendant. The obsidian and clear red stone shown brightly in the glare of the lights as he turned the stone from side to side.
"Dr. Jackson." Startled, he looked at the guards standing at the door. Noticing the grim expressions on their faces, he realized why they were here.
"Sorry." He said sheepishly. "I just remembered that Teal'c gave me something after I woke up after disappearing on P5R-M8S2. " He lifted the pendant. "I think all the answers might be right here."
The guard eyed him warily. "I'll give you five minutes before we have to head back to the infirmary."
Daniel nodded. "Okay." Turning around, he placed the pendant into his pocket. Rummaging around, he searched for any books in the piles around his desk. He pulled a couple and signaled to the guard he was finished.
Walking back to the infirmary, he thought about the dreams. Maybe the answers were in there as well. Back in the care one pissed doctor, Daniel settled back into the bed. He opened the first book and began to read. It was over three hours later when he slowly drifted asleep, the book open in his hand and the pendant held fast in the other.
He could feel the pendant against his skin, the stones a cold weight on his searing chest. He felt the pain as his skin tore open and blood ran down his body as the muscles underneath grew. Fur was covering his body, black sleek fur. Daniyyel could feel the fangs in his mouth as he gnawed, trying to outride the pain. Throwing back his head, he howled in pain as he changed from human to a protector, a Lycan Guardsman.
The smell of the earth filled his nostrils, the crackling of the electricity in the air making his fur stand on end. The storm was approaching, his old friend finally coming. All he needed now was his mate. . . .
The vision changed. He was running across the desert. Before him, the gold pyramid shone against the sky. Standing at the base, guarded by over a battalion worth f Jaffa, was the Chaapa'ai. San was kicked up as the staff blasts landed near him and the others with him.
The Guardsmen around him began to fall as they neared the pyramid. The earth shook as the devices the Tok'ra had planted within went off. The Jaffa was distracted as the humans came from the opposite side. The tide of rebels converged on the Jaffa, weapons held high. The Goa'uld was seen as they fled into the damaged mothership. The tremors increased as the ship began to lift. Rising his head, he howled the sweet taste of victory as the humans around him cheered for their new found freedom. . . .
Dark, deep, hidden, the fire leaped up around him, the tongues wrapping around hi body. The Phoenix rose majestically before him, the giant wings unfurling and spreading. The black fire and the red mixed, creating a stunning display.
"You have been chosen Guardsman, to protect the ones you love from the False Ones. The sole responsibility of guarding the Doorway now falls to you. Guard it well with your life." The head lifted. "The New Line of the Lycan Guardsmen shall rise, greater than ever before. The False Ones shall fall before the Warrior and His Mate. For the Time of the Predators have arrived."
The flames rose higher and the Phoenix disappeared within the angry depths.
Daniel jerked awake, feeling the air rushing into his lungs and the hand on his shoulder. He looked up into worried brown eyes. Rubbing his eyes, he said "I'm okay, Janet."
"The machines told otherwise, Daniel."
"I'm okay." He took her hand in his. "I think I finally know the answers to the questions. Can you call SG-1 here along with the general?"
Looking at him, Janet made her way to the phone on the wall. Ten minutes later, the four were standing in front of him.
"So, Daniel, are you going to tell us what you found out?" Jack asked, leaning against the doorframe.
Daniel glared at him before turning to Hammond. "As Janet probably told you, I've been having dreams. Last night, I think I found out the answers to the questions I've had in my head since I found out about . . . my condition."
"It seems at the time of the rebellion against the Goa'uld here on Earth, there were two races; a race called the Tok'ra I believe and the Lycans. I think the Tok'ra was kind of like the Goa'uld but in beliefs they were different."
"Have you heard of these Tok'ra before, Teal'c?" Sam turned to the Jaffa.
"Indeed, I have Major Carter. They are rumored to be enemies of the Goa'uld and those found are to be taken to the Goa'uld immediately. They are then executed before anything is heard or done."
"Have you talked to one of the Tok'ra?"
"Only before I ordered their death. Never personally, O'Neill."
"Continue on, Dr. Jackson."
"I think the Lycans were kind of the like the National Guard for Earth and the Tau'ri. They were given the responsibility to protect them from harm as they fought to rid the world of the Goa'uld. The elite of the Lycans were called the Guardsmen and their job was to guard the Stargate from invasion."
"What happened since we haven't seen any werewolves?" Sam asked, sensing a reason why there were no Lycans on Earth.
"Right after winning the war and the Goa'uld have left, it seemed there was a confrontation. The Lycans were thought to have killed an entire city and as they couldn't kill their charges, they fled through the gate with the Tok'ra. They were then abandoned on the planet they gated to and the Tok'ra never returned. Over time, they lost most of their Lycan abilities and live as pacifists on the planet called Hæfen."
"Uh, Daniel. Sorry to burst your bubble but we didn't see any natives on that planet." Jack reminded him.
"No, Jack. That ruin is a place of worship and celebration. They only come there eight times during the year and the rest they stay near the cities they have built on the other side of the mountains."
"And how do you know this?" Jack didn't yet believe what Daniel was telling him.
"Most of it came through the dreams I've been having."
"Okay, let me get this straight. You see all this stuff and information through the dreams you are having and let's not forget you are a werewolf." Jack bluntly told the archeologist."
"Yes for the first part but I think the werewolves are different from the Lycans."
"What would that be?"
"Werewolves don't exist and the Lycans don't kill humans for the heck of it." Jack didn't reply as he stared at Daniel.
"Do you think the Tok'ra would make good allies, Daniel?"
"I don't know, Sam. I'm just getting feelings here. At first, I sense they were good allies until they decided you're not worth it and dump you like a hot potato."
"The Tok'ra have always angered the Goa'uld for they had the uncanny ability to retrieve information and wreak havoc." Teal'c informed them.
"Any reason we should form an alliance with them, Dr. Jackson?"
"Well, general, I think they were good saboteurs and covert agents for a lack of a better term."
"Is that all?" Daniel nodded. "I'll inform my superiors. As I don't sense any threat from you, you can leave the infirmary after Dr. Fraiser lets you go."
"Yes!"
"Seeing that you don't like it here, Dr. Jackson, I'll sign the papers to release you as I don't see anything physically wrong with you." The petite doctor stood behind the general, arms crossed with a glare pointed in Daniel's direction. The general left, deciding not to interfere.
"It's not like I don't like your hospitality, Janet. It's just I don't like the infirmary." Daniel quickly explained.
"As I said. There is nothing I shouldn't be concerned with right now. So you can . . . "Janet sighed. Daniel had left before she could finish her little speech.
"What were you going to say, doc?" Jack asked, a little smirk hanging on the corner of his lips.
"Nothing, colonel." Shaking her head, she went back to her office. Why do I even try?
Daniel entered the suite inside the SGC. He was tired after dreaming all those visions. The only thing he wanted to do now was sleep. Thank you, god. Daniel thought as he fell onto the bed. Snuggling into the warmth, he slipped away.
At the same moment
On P1Y-M83R, Ferretti and his team walked on to the planet. A second later, the shock grenade landed right in front of them.
"Oh shi-" The grenade went off. The team all fell to the ground. General Hammond watched in dismay as the MALP was shot and lost visual of what was happening to the now captured team.
"Call all available teams immediately to the briefing room." He told the sergeant on duty.