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 Six: Transformation
Jack struggled with the Jaffa, dodging punches, trying to get the upper hand. He heard Daniel yelling something. Risking a glance backward, he saw a giant Jaffa undressing Carter.
"You goddamn son of a bitch!" He yelled, punching the Jaffa with him in the symbiote pouch. The Jaffa was stunned and Jack brought the butt of the P-90 up, catching him in the jaw. The snap of the neck was audible and the Jaffa fell to the floor, his glassy eyes staring straight ahead.
The colonel began shooting the Jaffa at the entrance. They dropped to the ground, blood oozing from the bullet holes. Then another scream rent the air. The colonel spun around. His eyes widen in shock as he stared at Daniel.
The archeologist was writhing in the arms of the Jaffa that was behind him. But what scared the shit out of Jack was the fact he could see the muscles underneath moving like coiled serpents as Daniel finally shifted.
Red hot pain lanced every nerve ending he had in his body. It felt like his skin was being shredded. He screamed as black sleek fur sprouted over his kin, his hands changing into one inch claws. His ears were flat against his skull in anger and pain. His screams became an animalistic howl as his eyes flashed with a blue fire.
Daniel grabbed the Jaffa's arm, twisting it away from him until he heard a satisfying crack. Grabbing the Jaffa by the shoulder, he flung him toward where SG-2 were fighting as well.
The body flew into another Jaffa who was creeping behind Williams to stab the captain in the back. Ferretti disposed of them with his captured staff weapon.
Turning, Daniel snarled, his fur bristling with barely leashed anger at the Jaffa between Sam's legs. Warily the Jaffa stood up, pulling out a wicked looking knife from his belt. Circling, the two studied each other, waiting for an opening.
Suddenly the Jaffa leaped, slashing his knife downward. Blood spilled from his mouth as Daniel drove his claws into the unprotected chest. The body dropped to the floor along with the others.
"Holy shit, Daniel." The Lycan turned. Ferretti and his team were looking at him, awe and fear dancing in their eyes. The major's eyes fell to Daniel's arm which was covered in blue and red blood, the fluids dripping from the tips of the claws.
"Damn, if I didn't see that myself, I would have never believe it." Captain Williams said.
"Okay, play time's over. We have to get out of here." The fire of the machine gun was still going for some reason. Keying his mike, Jack radioed for Reynolds. "Is the coast clear, colonel?"
"For the moment, sir. We have spotted a battalion of Jaffa here about twenty minutes away. Me, Rivera, and Martinez are trying to pick off as many as we can before they are here."
"Sierra Gulf Two have been retrieved. We're heading back to your position before we kick it back to the Stargate."
"Okay, sir. Reynolds out." The line went dead.
"Let's go." Seeing no point in being quiet, they ripped through the tent, running up the hill as Reynolds and his men covered them from the hill crest. Behind them, they could see the dozens of Jaffa coming down on them.
"Where the hell did they come from?" Reynolds asked, ducking as the Jaffa came within range.
"I don't care. Come on, head for the gate." Slowly, the teams retreated. Once they Jaffa were obscured, they stopped and ran.
Daniel stayed with them, his senses focused on their surrounding area. He picked up the sound of leaves crunching and the head of a staff weapon snapping open. Despite that he wasn't wearing goggles, he could see the Jaffa clear as day.
Shifting his direction, he pushed Rivera out of the way just as the bolt was released. Pain flared in his chest, the bolt slamming near his heart. He crashed to the floor, the gaping wound bleeding profusely. Surprisingly, he was still conscious. Ignoring the pain still flaring, he got back to his feet and chased down the Jaffa.
He caught him just as the Jaffa was beginning to run. He leaped onto his back, his jaws closing around the Jaffa's throat. Twisting his head, he ripped the throat open. Blood spurted from the open jugular onto Daniel's face. The metallic taste made Daniel's stomach lurch.
"Daniel!" Jack was calling him. Williams and Teal'c were picking up a dazed Rivera. "Daniel!" Taking a last glance at the body, he made his way back to the waiting teams.
Jack noticed the blood covering Daniel's face and the closing wound on Daniel's chest but didn't comment as they continued to head back. Fifteen minutes later, they crashed into the clearing. Carlson and Rios brought up their guns as they noticed Daniel.
"Lay your weapons!" Reynolds and Jack ordered. Training kicked in and the Captain and Airman stopped instantly.
"Dial the gate, Rios. There are Jaffa ten minutes behind us." The Stargate clanked and groaned as it was activated. SG-2 was sitting next to the DHD. The fifth chevron was locking into place when the Jaffa appeared.
The SG teams took shelter behind anything that provided protection from the incoming fire. Daniel stood in front of SG2, taking hits from the Jaffa that were firing at them. The moment the Stargate opened, he left his position as SG-2 ran. Martinez screamed as a stray shot hit him in the shoulder. The man was about to fall backward in direct line of the Jaffa when Daniel caught him in his arms.
Seeing SG-2 was safely through the gate, Jack motioned for SG-5 to follow. The team dove through the gate as SG-1 crowded around the DHD, waiting for their turn. The Jaffa were starting to creep up, trying to hit them. Dodging the last shots, the four stepped backward, shooting as they fell through the gate.
Daniel landed on the ramp, the unconscious body of Martinez in his arms. He could see Janet attending to Ferretti. He couldn't talk so he whimpered a distressing sound. The nurses and the doctor looked at him. Shock flew across Janet's face before settling into a emotionless mask.
"Put him here, Daniel." She pointed to an empty gurney. Gently, Daniel placed the captain onto the bed. Stepping back, he let the nurses swarm around him.
General Hammond walked in as the Stargate disengaged. Jack passed off his gun to a airman and walked up to the general, his team behind him.
"I see that Dr. Jackson has shifted." Hammond remarked as he studied the Lycan before him.
"Yes, sir. It seemed a Jaffa wanted to get friendly with Carter but Daniel didn't want none of it. He shifted and began to beat the shit out of him." Jack said proudly.
Daniel whined, seeing as there was nothing else he could do.
"I think Daniel can't talk in this form, probably from the physical differences between Lycans and humans." Sam noted, trying to control her emotions. That was too close for comfort but she couldn't lose it in front of everyone.
"Do you know how to change back, Dr. Jackson?" Daniel shook his head. "I suggest that you take it up to Dr. Fraiser, then. Debriefing tomorrow." Taking one last glance over the controlled chaos in the gateroom, Hammond headed back to his office.
"Come on, Daniel. We go off to Janet's domain."