Title: Show No Fear
Author: Feral Geek
Rating: pg-13 to R
Summary:…If you don't know by now, go back to the beginning and start reading.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, or the Wraith, they own me. However if you see it and are 'wtf is that? Oo' its probably mine (unless otherwise stated)
A/N: Just a little interlude concerning Dalkar.
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In his frantic rush from the room, Cavan never noticed that he sent Dalkar flying nearly to the other side of the room, or that his companion never joined him in the Dart bay.
Such
things were trivial matters compared to what had currently caught his
attention, and Dalkar understood that…however he was a bit insulted
that the other had not paused to acknowledge his words or presence as
anything other than an irritation.
In the sudden, and somewhat
awkward silence that now filled the room, Dalkar picked himself up
off the floor and attempted to smooth down his hair and somewhat
ruffled nerves, careful to keep the embarrassment he felt at having
shown weakness in front of one of the Elders to himself.
He must have failed in some small way, as the older wraith looked down at Dalkar with some trace of amusement, which pricked his pride considerably until he noted the words that accompanied it; "Do not be so hasty in your judgment of my son…you too will one day feel the way he did just then."
Though
Dalkar severely doubted this, he bowed slightly to the Elder and
replied calmly, "Perhaps you are correct in that I feel unjustly
agitated…it is clear that your son was not in his right mind when
he took his leave."
That said, the younger wraith moved for the
door, meaning to follow his companion back to the Ancient city,
however, it was clear that this was not meant to be, for while he
escaped the room unheeded, he had barley walked the entirety of the
corridor before he found the passage blocked by a small group.
Silently Dalkar sized up his opponents, one high ranking soldier
leading a group of well equipped drones.
He outranked each and
every one of them.
Thus the commander drew his shoulders back and
fixed them with a scalding glare, every inch of him screaming of
royal blood and high military rank, and yet…they didn't back
down, instead the other soldier just looked at him with something
close to amusement, "Our orders come from someone higher than you,"
he said, a derisive smile curving his lips, "You're to be
escorted to your room and placed under full guard…no one gets
in…and no one gets out, without express permission from the
Queen."
If it was possible, some of the color drained from
Dalkar's already pale skin, and for a moment his emotions were
betrayed when his lips pulled away from his teeth in a snarl.
However
he swiftly fought down his emotions and folded his arms behind his
back, seething on the inside…but he could not show a weakness
now.
He would go with them.
And in his solitude, he would plot
his escape.
Nothing would keep him from returning to the
Lanteans…
Not even Malka could keep him away.
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A/N: So hey…really short, I know…but it's a double post at least…and I'm going to have a number of these tiny little interludes, I hope you like them. :3
