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