Commander Kraco was in his private quarters watching Vala and her friends. He shivered with excitement, watching Vala feed her friends to keep them alive. His anger had dissipated over the years, but he remembered a time when Quetesh enslaved him and his mother. He had begged Quetesh not to send his sick mother to the mines to extract the Nauqudah that the Gou'ald so badly needed for their existence. He was only a small boy when he too was sent to the mines, but he would take the beatings for his mother, when she fell short of her quota, and would watch as the guards would take his mother for their own amusement as Quetesh would watch. He found out later that his mother was protecting him from them, and had offered up her own body to keep them off him. He remembered how Quetesh would sometimes speak to him, saying his mother was a good slave to keep him alive to mine her Naquadah. She would speak slowly and smile, as if she was a surrogate mother to him. She knew he would try and break thru to save his mother. But the guards would only knock him unconscious, only to be waken to mine again, and his mother, even in her sickened state, would tell him to remember her when she died. That they had each other for now, that the body was only a vessel, and that they needed each other to stay alive. Everytime Quetesh would visit the mines, she instructed her guards to keep them alive, that a dead slave was of no value. She would often give the slaves a speech, to entertain her use of power.
You are all responsible for each other. Your loved ones deaths are on your heads. I keep you alive to serve your God. If one of you dies, then it is your will, not mine. Their blood and death is on your hands alone. Serve me, not yourselves. This is food enough for your worthless lives. I give you what you need the most; hope.
Quetesh's words burned into his mind. Burned until he could stomach no more of herself patronizing existence. When his mother died, Quetesh came to him and exacted the same words to him.
If you had protected your mother better;she would not have died. You were her only hope. Now you will be responsible for your quota and hers. Learn well slave; the price you pay for not serving me will be death. Pray that you stay alive long enough to see my glorious reign.
He crushed the metal plate that was on his desk. He remembered how they threw his mother's dead body in the corner of the mine and let it rot. The stench was unbearable, but it was a reminder to all that slaved in the mines that Quetesh could do anything she wanted, even leave them to their own stench and despair. Kraco never forgot how he watched his mother's body rot, until her skin fell off, leaving nothing but skeletal remains. Quetesh never returned to the mines after that. Most believing she could not stand the smell of such death, and that she made her point clear. As he became older he realized that Quetesh had stripped the mine clean of Naquadah, and she left the last of the inhabitants to starve and die. She left no food, water or anything that could be used to survive. When a slave ship landed on the planet looking for slaves. Kraco demonstrated a rare cruelty towards the other slaves and the Captain took him on as his right hand to control the others. When the Captain died in a slave trade gone bad, Kraco assumed the position and the ship. He never looked back and the only thing he did do as Captain of this new found slave ship was finally bury his mother in the mines and sealed it shut. From that time on, he swore to find Quetesh if she was still alive and make an example of her. When he found out that a race called the Tau'ri had wiped the existence of most of the Gou'ald out he stopped looking and assumed that Quetesh was dead or fled for her life. He remembered her face and would burned it in his memory for a lifetime. When he saw her land on his planet he immediately had her separated and found out that she was associated with these strangers somehow. He would make her pay slowly as she did his mother. He would suck the life out of her weakened state. He knew somehow she was not as strong as he remembered. But he did not care. He had her aboard the most powerful slave ship in the galaxy and he would remember her words from long ago.
A/N: Short, but all will be revealed. Feedback and reviews are welcomed.