TITLE: WHEN THE WORLD HALTS - Chapter 9
AUTHOR: WITEZON
PARING: S/J friendship/romance
RATING: PG-13 or R (depending on how you feel about swearing) DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but what my mind thinks up.
SUMMARY: JACK CENTRIC - What happens when the universe is at stake, Hammond is missing, and everything rests on Colonel O'Neill's shoulders'.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHhhhh." The scream slowly faded out as the Lt Henricks of SG-3 lost consciousness.
Hammond didn't close his eyes or divert his stare as he watched his SGC teams tortured before him. He watched his men and women, tortured – over and over again – so he would give up the security codes to get through the Earth Stargate.
They didn't believe him when he said that the codes would be changed. He yelled, begged, that it was standard practice, his codes wouldn't work any longer.
They didn't care.
Hammond's soul bled as he watched his teams tortured. 'Oh God, please help us," was the fervent prayer he'd been thinking over and over again for the last 4 days. They didn't torture him; they knew that torturing his teams would be much more effective.
Suddenly the door swept open. "My Lord!"
Heru'ur looked at one of his Senior Jaffa. "What?"
"My Lord, the Humans are doing something! The Asguard have settled into orbit around their planet."
Slowly nodding, Heru'ur turned to Hammond, "And, what could that be, General?"
Shrugging, "I don't know. O'Neill's in charge now." Hammond paused for a moment, "And he's also the most dangerous person I've ever met. He'll kill you and enjoy it."
Heru'ur said nothing, but continued to stare at him. Hammond continued, "He hates you, Heru'ur. But he's patient. Just waiting to get to you. Now you've given him the opening."
Hammond thought that Her'ur's eyes tightened. "When you had him before, he had nothing to protect him. No idea where he was until you had taken him prisoner. Now he already knows who has us and that you plan on attacking Earth. You can't use the stargate as he's already changed the security codes to something I don't know." Hammond paused for a breath, "He's planning to kill you, Heru'ur."
Heru'ur was still silent. "When you tortured and killed him over and over again, you've done something few others have been able to do. He hates you with a cold hatred and he's unstoppable in the art of destruction. You won't even know what's happened until its too late."
Hammond continued to stare at Heru'ur. "Your only chance now is to send us to a neutral planet and leave. You may think we're only a weak human race, but since O'Neill came back from being your 'guest,' he's taken out more Go'alds than he did before. He considers you his personal target and he's probably been tracking your movements. He understands you and he will kill you. It's all your choice."
Heru'ur thought for a few minutes more. Then, "No, General, my choice is already made."
Taking the 'zat his senior Jaffa had in his hand, he shot Hammond. Turning he left them all there either unconscious or moaning in pain. "No human will ever get the best of Heru'ur."
Turning his back on the tortured humans, Heru'ur asked his Jaffa, "Was there more?"
Bowing his head respectfully, "Yes, My Lord. The humans have attacked G'endra and taken all the humans there."
Frowning, "Did they really?"
Keeping his head bowed, "Yes, My Lord."
"And no one noticed their arrival on the planet?"
"Evidently not, My Lord."
Taking a deep breath, he nodded, "Kill everyone in the camp, to include those Jaffa who are left. They disappointed me."
Heur'ur turned and exited the cell. He didn't notice the look of hatred in this Jaffa's eyes as he acknowledged the order.
Continued in Part 10