Chapter 3
I woke on my own in a very small dark cell, so much so I could barely move my elbows or knees to get comfortable. I was still naked, my knees bent and by my ears every part of my body was touching a wall and there wasn't anywhere to move. I feeling very vulnerable right now having realized that Aphosis could do pretty much what he wanted to me and I couldn't stop him. I could only hope my team came to rescue me I remembered Colonel O'Neill saying he never left anyone behind. They wouldn't leave me so a rescue must be on its way. Being stuffed in such a small place meant that my muscles were beginning to cramp painfully I tried to distract myself from the pain that it was causing. I wondered where Sg1 were hoping they were all OK, they hadn't looked injured and wondered what they were doing now, hoping they were looking for me. My only hope was that Teal'c knew where Aphosis bases were so they would search them all they were for Ska'ara and Sha're. That somehow they knew where I was.
I have no idea how long I was in the box for. Days maybe, I was so thirsty, all my limbs had gone passed the point of pain, they felt dead like I'd never be able to feel them again. Still it was better than being with Aphosis right. As the door opened again, the light burnt. Had it always been so bright? 2 Jaffa pulled me out of the box I could only hope that rescue came soon.
I was dragged out of the box down the corridors my muscles protesting, they dragged me down the corridor as the blood returned to my limb painfully. It felt like they were on fire and as hard as I tried they wouldn't move. I was brought before Aphosis again, this time he had a sharp knife
"All Jaffa are marked with my symbol on their foreheads, all slaves are marked as a slave with marks on their back" he told me the Jaffa turned me around forcing me to kneel on the floor with my head on the ground. I felt the knife touch me in between my shoulder blades. As the knife dug deep into my back drawing the pattern I fought back a scream instead making whimpering noises. He laughed as did the Jaffa as I fought to see what he had drawn.
"That is not for a slave to see only me and my Jaffa" Aphosis said. Lightly he traced the scar left behind it was an S shaped that trailed the length of my back. Next a Jaffa entered the room with a vat of gold. I struggled uselessly against the Jaffa who were restraining me as the molten gold poured into the groove in my back. I screamed in pain as it hit my bare back and solidified slowly I felt myself blacking out as it hit deep into my back. When the pain receded enough I looked up Aphosis was there grinning at me.
"See slave you are now marked as mine forever." He laughed as I fought the Jaffa trying to rip the gold out of my skin but it was too deep. The pain and the act of pouring molten gold onto skin and into my muscle right to the bone was killing me, I realized with relief I would win and never wake, as the world went black, he'd messed up this time.
"Place it in the sarcophagus I want that gold to set permanently" Aphosis ordered to my dismay. I fought but lost the battle as the lid closed.
Author's note, if you watch COTG the Jaffa are marked on the forehead the slaves on their back so I used that as inspiration for this part of the fic.