NON REVERSABLE EFFECTS

CH11

I wanted to feel the stitches on the back of my neck, to see how big the cut was and the possible fact to see if I could get whatever the Doctor had put in there, out. It was too risky though, with the collar back on. I couldn't afford to be stunned again, I had to be alert incase anything went down.

I wanted to get up and check to see if there was any way to get out of this cell, but my ankle was swollen like a grape fruit at the moment. I had just enough mind to maneuver myself up onto the bench on the side wall. This place was disgusting. It smelled like mold and possible feces. It was like a Petri dish for viral infections and I was completely exposed with a wound and my gentiles. I wanted every shot known to man when we got back to the SCG.

I didn't know how long I sat there for, but the whole time I tried to come up with many escape plans. Each lead to nowhere, due to one fact—I didn't have enough information. I had to find out how to get this collar off. What the Doctor put inside my neck. The lay out of where ever we were being held. Where the room that was holding Daniel, Teal'c and Mitchell was. Find out where ever the hell Colonel Carter was. Find out who the Doctor was and what he actually wanted with me. And not pacifically in that order either.

It was too much and the only way that I could really get anything done was if I wasn't in this cell. There was nothing in this cell that I could use to get the door open, not to mention that it was an electrical lock. If Bill and Bob came back and opened the door, then I might be able to make an escape attempt, but that would only work if there were one of them.

I sighed in complete frustration, and squeezed my eyes tight. I could feel the throbbing in my ankle and knuckle, I could feel the pain in the back of my neck, and I could just feel my skin crawling with . . . I gagged to think of all of the microscopic bacteria crawling around.

My eyes snapped open as the cell door buzzed, and I tensed my muscles as the door opened. I cursed silently as I noticed that it was Bill and Bob again. When they grabbed me, I didn't fight back, not really. But I forced myself to walk and not be dragged; it hurt and I limped badly—B-squared having big strides—I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of dragging me, though I couldn't tell what the hell these guys thought—as far as I knew, they didn't talk.

They took me down the dirt and brick hall, passing at least a dozen more cells in the process. I tried to see into them, to see if there were any other prisoners, but I couldn't see due to the fact of Bill and Bob's bulk. We came to a stop in front of a huge steel door at the end of the hall. Bob let go of me and twisted the rounded handle, slowly shoving the door open. I would have tried to get out of Bill's hold if it weren't for the simple fact that it would probably end with me having one less arm than before.

As Bob pushed the door open, light started to creep through the space and fill the hall. And I wasn't talking about overhead lights, I was talking about sunlight. I was nearly blinded when the door was finally opened and Bob came back, grabbing hold of my other side. I really struggled now—being in here was probably safer than being where ever I was being taken—but my struggles were useless, there was no way that I could escape their iron grip.

They pulled me to the entrance, and tossed me in like a rag doll. I rolled with it, hitting the ground and coming up in a sloppy crouch. I twisted—and despite the pain in my ankle—rushed for the door, but with their combined strength, Bill and Bob had the steel door closed before I could get there. On this side, the door was smooth.

"Hey!" I hollered, pounding on the rusted surface. But the only good that did was to screw up my broken knuckle more than before, and waste some of the much needed strength and energy that I knew I would need. I laid my forehead against the door for a second before I turned around, seeing where I now was.

The ground was covered in sand—bloody sand— incased in a circular looking arena. Overhead was incased in a dome like structure made of wood, the beams were spaced to let the sun shine through. It would be an easy escape—if it weren't for my ankle and the fact that surrounding the sand the walls were smooth all the way up until the roof started to curve. All the way on the other side of the structure, across from the steel door behind me, was another.

Almost the instant I noticed it, it open. Someone was shoved out and the door was pulled shut and locked. With my keen eyesight, I could see that it was a human with a collar around his neck too. He looked way older than me, probably in his sixty's. He was muscled, though his skin looked sickly and pale. He had dark bags under his eyes and a scruffy beard. He didn't look at me and he didn't move from off of his hands and knees; I didn't want to chance it, so I didn't move either. There was a crackling through the air, and I saw his shoulders tense. Mine did too as I felt an electrical charge run through the back of my neck, my hands went up and I tried to get at the back of my neck, but it was like a choke collar this time and I couldn't even get my nails under it.

I yelled out in pain as what felt like electricity traveled up and down my spine, alighting every nerve in my body. It traveled through my brain and into my muscles, lighting my on fire. My whole body seized and my sight blacked out. My eyes opened and it seemed like I was seeing everything through red tinted glasses. I shifted into a crouch, everything tense as I stared straight ahead at the man across from me. He was in the same stance as me, his face shadowed. Something inside of me caused me breath to pick up, it was fueled by fear and instinct—it was Sebastian, but at the same time, it wasn't.

Something inside of me, it was urging me to defend myself, to protect myself. And the only thing here that I needed to defend myself against was across the sand. At the same time we charged, running across the sand at each other. I leapt, feeling the stretch and pull as I Changed.