Could you stand waiting two days? I've been really busy with school lately. This was another one of those chapters that was too long as one and slightly too short as two. Anyways, I went with the two smaller chapters, it also has a suspence factor:). I have to think all my readers, especial Erisrocks and Lindajrjt.
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Snake in Eden
My eyes slowly open reveling Michael's face in front me. His chest moves up and down in the rhythmic breathing of sleep. I stretch my arms and legs yawning. Sunlight streams through and open window illuminating Michael's peaceful face. I bend down and kiss him softly. He stirs quietly. I push back a piece of his short hair that has fallen from its place. With a large breath, his emerald cat eyes open. He smiles at me stroking my face. "Good morning." I whisper. He nods and sits up.
"Are you hungry?" he asks yawning.
"No, not now. You?" I ask back.
"Not really, I was just thinking about you." He answers.
"You're a good mate." I say kissing him. He response and pulls me over on to him. I laugh as we separate. He puts a piece of hair back behind my ear.
"You look pretty today, as always." He says smiling.
"Thank you. Last night you said you had found something you want to show me." I inquire curious. He nods.
"I would like to show you today." He says getting up. "It's hot today." He adds stretching.
"Yes, it is, but I like it." I say likewise getting up. I slip into a thin sun-dress. Michael pulls on a light colored pair of pants leaving his chest bare for me to admire.
"Ready?" he asks. I nod in reply. "Come, it is a little ways from here." We walk through the forest quiet. We do not talk much, instead examining our lush foliage surrounding us. The rustle of the leaves alerts us. I caught up to Michael and place my hands on his shoulder. Michael wraps his arm around me protectively. Trotting slowly out of the forest, a mother pthia(At the bottom) and her two young come out. She cocks her ears her large eyes staring at us. Then, with a snort, she and her young continue their jaunt through the tropical forest. Michael and I smile at one another thankful for the rare sight. It reminds me that one day I shall be a mother with young ones of my own to care for. The silent background noise of the water fall we had heard last night grows into a loud roar. Finally the jungle begins to separate. Michael takes my hand as he parts the last few leaves. I gasp as the vista is revealed. A large water fall cascades over a high cliff creating a shimmering rainbow. Fruit trees and flowers bloom in the rich soil. Below us, I can see a spotted cat drink from the still pool of cerulean water below us.
"I thought this place was beautiful and want to share it with you." Says Michael.
"Oh, Michael, it's gorgeous. I would love to draw it. Do you know what makes this place extra special?" I ask.
"No, What?"
"That you found this place just for me." I say kissing him. We fall to the ground in a tangle of arms. I smile down at him. He kisses down my neck passionately. I rub his cheek with mine as he begins his purr. He reaches for the straps of my dress on my shoulders but I stop him. He cocks his head in surprise. "You have to catch me first." I laugh springing up and dashing off.
"Matia!" he laughs sprinting after me. I dart from tree to tree glancing back every now and then. I duck down behind a clump of greenery hiding. I smile as Michael comes running into the glade a few moments later. His chest heaves up and down as he rests his hands relaxing on his knees. He glances around and chuckles. "Matia, where are you?" he asks chucking still. I jump from my hiding place red hair flashing. He springs after me again as I laugh. I run to another glade. As I pop from the undergrowth I jump backwards in surprise in shock.
There before me stand four humans clad in dark clothing and pointing their weapons at me. I back up against a tree unsure of what to do. I recognize one of the humans. Sheppard! Theses are Atlanteans. Just then Michael comes through the foliage skidding to a stop surprised. Quickly he grabs me thrusting me behind him snarling. Sheppard drops his weapon and walks forward cocky.
"Mikey, moving up are we. Who's your girlfriend?" he sneers.
"If you lay a hand on her I will kill you." Michael growls.
"Oh, really now." Snickers Sheppard. Michael lunges for him, but the large male bocks Michael's path his lips curling into a smirk.
"Run, Matia!" Michael urges. "They want me, on go, get out of here."
"Michael, I---" I plead.
"Do not question me! I'm ordering you to leave now."
"I'm not leaving you!"
"Think of the empire." With that he lunges at the male human landing a solid punch on the human's chest. To my shock the human recovers coming back to try to strike Michael. Only half his punch lands on its target though.
I look on in shock watching as my dreams come crashing down. I am unable to move, unable to speak, just to stand there in horror. The queen in me wants to run, to flee and leave my mate to certain imprisonment and death for the good of the empire. The wraith part of me wants to stay and defend him or at lease help bare the burden. How can I choose between my heart and my people? "How can I be both queen and follow my heart at the same time?" I ask the azure sky. Suddenly I realize what I did.
Michael turns back to me startled by my sudden outburst. His face is bloodied. His eyes shine with a mixture of regret and strong pride. I suck in a breath as the male slashes Michael's left cheek. Michael snarls in pain and spins around and strikes but his blow only wounds the air. The male hits Michael in the stomach sending him sprawling backwards. Michael tries to defend himself from the male's blows but to little avail. With final blow, the male knocks Michael's head into a tree sending him into unconscious. The male pulls out his knife smiling.
"No!" I cry dashing over to Michael's bloody, limp body. I hiss threateningly as one of the humans comes towards me.
"Ronon, want to take care of the female or do you want assistance on this one." Says Sheppard eyeing me.
"I got her." Says the big male now distinguished as Ronon walking towards me. He has a sickening grin on his face. I hiss again, normally a human would run away. This one merely laughs and puts away his weapon. Ronon reaches for me, but I jump back before he can get close. He chuckles teasing me. I hiss in reply. He lunges for me. I whirl around the fighting skills quickly remembered by my muscles. We fight for several minutes. I growl frustrated by this human's strength. Suddenly I feel a burning pain rip across my back. I howl in pain and spin around unexpectantly smacking the human. He stumbles back in surprise. I grin raising my hand to feed. Suddenly a knife is stabbed through my right feeding slit. I shriek in pain falling to my knees. I hiss in pain as I feel a knee in my back and go down panting. The human quickly ties my hands behind my back leaving the knife in my hand forcing me up. The female comes up to me pointing her weapon at my back. Ronon grabs Michael hoisting him over his shoulders.
"Move." She orders coldly. I stick my head up and dig my feet into the ground in response snarling.
"She giving you trouble, Teyla?" Sheppard asks. The female nods. Sheppard comes over to me placing one of his weapons at my head. "Move, if you want to live." He growls.
"Do it human," I growl, "You won't" he pushes the weapon into my head painfully then drops it.
"Move it." He growls angrily forcing me forward, "Or I stick a knife through your other hand." I resist him. "Perhaps we should stun her." Sheppard says.
"But then we would have to carry her all the way." Whines the fat one.
"Move your ass." Yells Ronon slapping me across the face. He tosses Michael over his shoulder again. Michael has a large swollen welt across his forehead. I drag my feet forward knowing it would be futile to resist.
"See, you can break anything." Sheppard gloats. I freeze in mid stride firmly planting my feet glaring at him. "Move it." He growls slapping my hind quarters like my father did when I was naughty. I firmly stand my ground. He slaps me again harder. "Alright, you asked for it" Sheppard declares. Sheppard tries my ankles hoisting me over his shoulder. "Let's go." He says. I growl frustrated as my face is repeatedly slammed into his back side. I bite him hard my sharp teeth digging into his flesh. He howls with pain dropping me not too lightly. "You little—"he yells slapping hard across the face. I feel blood trickling down the side of my face.
"Did she bite you?" laughs the fat one.
"Quiet McKay or I'll let her lose on you. One female wraith, I hope doc learns a lot about her after all she's put me threw." He growls back. I lift my head hissing definitely. He grabs my bare arm dragging me along to the star-portal.
Once there I can hear the humans dialing a planet and the swoosh as the star-portal opens. "You're calling in early Atlantis-one every thing ok?" asks a male voice.
"Yeah, we're alright. We have two wraith prisoners an are requesting to bring them through?" asks Sheppard, "Might want to have a medical team."
"Permission grant Atlantis-one, good job." Ronon walks through first then I am forced through the portal. One the other side, I see a large room very similar to the one I have seen using my pendant. We are on the City-on-the-Sea, or Atlantis. A female with shoulder length mahogany hair comes down the steps at the front of the room. She points to Michael who Ronon has placed on the floor close to me. I hear her talking to Sheppard, but I can't make out what they are saying. She must be the leader. I think seeing as how Sheppard is submissive to her. Odd, since humans are a male dominate race. The other humans in the room stare at me pointing fingers. A male, slightly heavy built and wearing a long white coat with dark hair comes toward Michael flowed by several others wearing white clothing as well. He kneels down by Michael's head examining the wound. I hiss at him to protect my mate. He glances up at me as Sheppard says, "Careful doc that one's feisty, but her hiss is worse than her bite, I know, she bit me." The leader raises and eyebrow at him while others laugh.
"She bit you?" asks the brown-haired leader.
"Yes, she is rather uncooperative." He laughs, "Though she has a good body for a wraith. Hope you learn alot from her doc. she put us through a lot to get her here." I growl at him the pupils of my eyes narrowing to mere slits with anger. How dare he stare at my body so! I am not an attraction for him to merely use for his pleasure. I'm a wraith, but this Atlantean will never understand this, nor will he ever get to enact his sickening fantasies. He will be dead before he touches me.
I notice the Atlanteans placing Michael on a stretcher and taking him some where. I attempt to follow but am grabbed by the big male. I snort and pull out of his grip trotting after Michael only to be stopped by the dark-haired male with the white coat. He glances behind me noticing the puddle of blood that has dripped from my wounded hand. He motions to some of the white clad males. The come up with another stretcher.
"Is that really necessary doc?" asks Sheppard.
"Yes, I believe it is. This is a serious wound. I do not know what being stabbed in this area will do to her she could be losing blood quickly. I'm having her-- she doesn't have a name yet?--- put in isolation room two." he answers in a shrill high voice, different from the others, and then adds to me, "Lay down it's alright." I do not follow his orders or believe his lies.
"Na, not yet, I have yet to come up with a good one for Mrs. Feisty." Says Sheppard.
"Do you understand me?" asks the doc. again smiling. I feel light head from the blood loss and adrenalin coursing through my veins. Hiss at the new male. "Bloody Mary! You are a feisty one." He says recoiling his hand and back away. I sniff and toss my hair in victory, all be it small. However as a result of this and the blood loss, I stagger then fall. The world spins before me then everything goes black.
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Pthia- a small deer like creature about the size of a large cat. It is very common on many worlds in the Pegasus galaxy.