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Chapter 1

The halls were crowded. No more so than usual, but Ryelin still hated it. She pushed her way through a crowd of people, trying to make it to class on time. The people began to blur together in Ryelin’s mind. They all looked the same. No one was any different from the next person. I probably look the same too, she thought to herself.

Ryelin rounded a corner, running straight into a very large teenaged boy. She tried backing up, to get out of his way, but succeeded only in tripping over another student. She ended up with her back to a wall, waiting for the flood of students to pass.

Once the hall was clear, Ryelin moved quickly to her next class. She sat down in her seat just as the bell rang. She crossed her arms on her desk and laid her head down on her arms. In the front of the class there was a substitute teacher. He began calling roll. Ryelin was the third on the list.

“Ray-len Connor?” The sub struggled. The other kids in the class laughed at the butchering of her name.

“It’s Ryelin, and I’m here,” she said without lifting her head. She hated this class. It was math. The highest level the school had, but it was still too easy. She was a sophomore in a class of seniors. The worst part was the teasing she got for understanding everything.

“I’m sorry, Miss Connor,” the substitute said. “I’m horrible with uncommon names.” Ryelin cringed at being called Miss Connor. She hated that name. It reminded her of her old life. Her life with Major Connor and all his experiments. She had wanted a new name to go with her new life, but that wasn’t possible.

Ryelin lifted her head as the substitute wrote the days work on the board. She opened her book and got to work. She heard the group of girls behind her laughing and knew it was about her. They always laughed at how she always got right to work. Within a half hour she was done. Good, no homework, she thought, laying her head down again.

Ryelin had almost drifted off to sleep when the bell rang, signaling the end of class. While everyone jumped up and basically ran to the door, Ryelin took her time. It was the end of the day and she knew she was just going to be taken back to Cheyenne Mountain. She was sick of the inside of that facility, but more sick of all the tests they had been running on her.

She slowly walked out to the parking lot, searching for the black SUV that was always their waiting for her. Today, it wasn’t’ there. She searched the crowd of parents, hoping to find a familiar face, but again found nothing.

“Ryelin,” came a voice from behind her. She turned and saw a man standing next to a silver car. She recognized him instantly.

“Daniel,” she yelled, running over to him. He gave her a big hug as soon as she reached the car. “What are you doing here?”

“Thought you might like to see a familiar face for once,” he said, letting her go. She gave him a big smile as he opened the door for her. Ryelin climbed in and he shut the door. Once he was in the drivers seat, they started driving towards the Mountain.

Once they reached the Mountain, Daniel took her straight to the infirmary. The doctors of Stargate Command had come up with another test they wanted to run on Ryelin. Daniel left her with them. He had work he needed to finish.

This time, all they wanted was blood. Yet another blood test. Personally, she was sick of all the tests, but she knew it was all necessary in the end. She was rare, and they needed to find out as much as they possibly could. After they drew blood, and SF took her down to one of the VIP rooms. She opened her backpack and started on her homework.

Daniel sat in his office pouring over the large, leather bound book he had brought back from Ryelin’s home. It was in a form of the Ancient language he had become so familiar with in the past few years. But this was different. More evolved somehow. But that was to be expected. Any language changes and evolves with time.

Daniel looked down at what he had translated so far:
This being the record of the formation of the Palladionians. As written by Brenton Larkin.

All living within our walls were once ______ . Due to great disagreements within our ranks, these following have become the Palladionians. Living shall be a commune, war will not exist.

Daniel stared at the paper in front of him. It had taken him two weeks to get this far. The name of what they had once been was either in an entirely different language, or just unreadable. He had spent hours just looking at it, hoping to figure it all out. Nothing was coming to him. After a few hours of working on it, he gave up.


Ryelin awoke with a start. She couldn’t remember the dream that had woken her, but she couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling it had given her. She knew it had been about the events of almost a month ago. She couldn’t believe it had been a month since Major Connor had kidnapped her and forced her to become something she wasn’t. She had tortured a man. She didn’t have control over it at the time, but facts were facts. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling.

The day after they had brought her back, the NID had used the Stargate to go to the planet she had been held at. They said nothing about the fact that Ryelin had been standing in the Gate Room when they left. Nothing about the fact that Jack had been ordered to do nothing. They said nothing because they were glad Jack wasn’t very good a following orders, because they knew Ryelin would have either been dead or brainwashed by the time they got there.

She wasn’t there to see them return with Dr. Williams in handcuffs. She was glad she wasn’t there because it was still hard for her to think of Dr. Williams as the bad guy. He had always helped her and cared for her more than anyone she could remember. When they came back, Ryelin was in the infirmary, being the subject of the first of many tests. That was were she was now. The doctors preferred that she sleep in the infirmary due to the horrific nightmares she had been having. It was better for her to be near people.

Ryelin let out a large sigh and rolled over onto her side. She closed her eyes, trying to get back to sleep. Sleep was a long ways away at the moment. There was just too much going through her mind. She rolled back onto her back, letting out an even bigger sigh than the first.

“Are you alright Ryelin?” Asked the young nurse sitting at the desk in the corner. She got up and came to Ryelin’s bedside. She put a hand on Ryelin’s shoulder. “Having trouble sleeping again?”

“Yeah,” Ryelin said looking up at the nurse. “What’s new?” She joked. Ryelin liked this nurse. She had always been so nice, no matter how grumpy Ryelin had gotten. “No pills this time. I don’t like them.”

“Okay kiddo,” the nurse said, giving Ryelin a pat on the shoulder. She then went back to her desk and finished up her paper work. Ryelin closed her eyes again, and soon was fast asleep.


Jack hit the snooze button again. It was the fifth time. He just could bring himself to get up. It wasn’t that he was tired, in fact, he was wide awake. It was just that he didn’t want to go to work. It was going to be a long, boring day of paperwork and diplomatic meeting with the representatives of P4Y-279.

When the alarm went off for a sixth time, he finally got out of bed. He walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Nothing looked good, so he closed it. Jack trudged down to the bathroom to get ready for work. He grabbed his razor and shaving cream. A few moments later, Jack was clean shaven and ready for get dressed. He pulled on his green fatigues and left his home.

He sat in his truck for a few minutes once he had pulled into his parking spot at the SGC. He stared at the sign that said “Brig. Gen. Jack O’Neill, Base Commander”. Lately he hadn’t felt much like a commander of anything. His relationship with Sam was beyond messed up and he couldn’t forgive himself for what had happened to Ryelin.

“Morning sir,” said the Airman standing behind the desk in front of the elevator. He gave Jack a crisp salute. Jack returned it, stepping into the elevator. He went straight to the commissary. He picked waffles and strawberries for breakfast. He looked around the small room for someone he knew. In the far corner he saw Sam and Ryelin laughing about something Daniel had just said or done.

“Hiya Jack!” Daniel said enthusiastically as Jack sat down next to Sam. Daniel had already had four cups of coffee and all that caffeine had started to catch up with him. “You came just as I was getting ready to leave. Need to go prepare for the dignitaries from P4Y-279”

“Okay, see ya later,” Jack grunted. He cut a piece of waffle as Daniel gathered his things and left the commissary.

“Seems you came at a bad time, sir,” Sam said, turning to face him. “I was getting ready to leave as well. Just waiting for Rye to finish up.”

“I can baby-sit for a while,” Jack teased. He gave Ryelin a little wink. “I haven’t gotten a chance to hang out with Ryelin since we got back, so I’m okay with it.”

“Alright,” Sam said, standing up. “So I guess I’ll see you at the briefing, sir.” With that Sam left.

“So, how are you enjoying the wonderful accommodations of the SGC?” Jack asked, half joking.

“Oh, it’s great!” She said, sarcastically. “The inside of the infirmary is very pretty. I think I have memorized every crack and piece of pealing paint on the walls.”

“The paint is pealing,” Jack said, acting very serious. “We had better get that fixed. But seriously, I’m sorry of all the tests. It’s just that they have never seen anyone like you before. You’re rare, and you know doctors.” He said, tailing off. If it were up to him, Ryelin would have already been out of here, in a home, living as much as a normal life as possible.

“Yeah, I know doctors,” she said. And it was true. She did know doctors very well. Especially the ones here. She had spent every waking hour not at school with them. “It’s not that bad. Except for the fact that they are now having a hard time finding veins, they have done .”

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“For what?” She asked.

“For everything,” he said, looking away. Slowly, he looked back at her. Ryelin looked deep into his eyes. It was then that she realized he blamed himself for Major Connor taking her. He blamed himself for all the tests and nightmares she was now going through. “But mostly for not coming to see you since we got back.”

“You don’t have to be sorry about that,” Ryelin said. “You are busy, I can understand that.”

“No, I wasn’t busy,” he said. All of this was so hard for him to say. He wasn’t used to opening up like this. Usually, he would be cracking jokes about a situation as serious as this. “I just couldn’t see you. I was, well, I guess I was embarrassed. I came to save you, and you ended up saving me.”

“Jack, we don’t have to talk about this,” she said, looking down at her hands.

“If I don’t say it now, I never will.”

“I’m fine with that,” she said quietly. Slowly, she raised her head to look at him. Jack saw tears in her eyes. She couldn’t talk about what happened yet. It was still too near in her mind, too painful.

“I just wanted to say thank you,” he said, pushing the subject. He watched her closely to make sure he wasn’t pushing too hard. “Thank you for being so strong and so brave. You didn’t let fear over take you. At your age, I’m not sure I could have done that. Honestly, I think I owe you my life. Major Connor and I didn’t exactly get along.” Ryelin didn’t know what to say. What can you say after something like that?

“You don’t have to say anything. I just needed to get that out there…” he said, trailing off. Jack went back to eating his breakfast. A few minutes later, they got up and headed back towards the infirmary.

“So, ready for another fun filled day of tests?” Jack teased.

“Oh yeah,” Ryelin said, asking as though this was the most exciting thing in her life. “Just call me Ryelin the pin cushion!”

“Come on, it isn’t that bad,” Jack said, giving Ryelin a friendly little push on the shoulder. She attempted to side-step his hand, but only succeeded in tripping over her own feet. Jack grabbed her arm to help steady her. He continued to hold onto her arm as they rounded the corner into the infirmary.

The nurses only saw a flash of light. The two women had not seen who was coming into the infirmary, they just knew they were gone now. They also knew it was the Asgard that had taken them. Every one on base knew that beam. One of the women went to the red “Emergency” button on the wall. She pushed it and soon the klaxon was heard.

Jack and Ryelin suddenly found themselves in a large room. Ryelin had no idea where she was or how she got there. Jack on the other hand, knew exactly where they were. They were on the bridge of the Daniel Jackson, the Asgard’s newest battle ship.

“Hey, Thor ole’ buddy. Where are you?” Jack yelled. Ryelin looked up at him, highly confused.

“Thor? As in the Norse god of Thunder?” Ryelin asked. None of this made any since to her. Jack was about to answer when there was another flash of light. From the light materialized a small gray creature. “Holy crap,” was all Ryelin could say.

“Ryelin, meet my good friend Thor,” Jack said, moving over to Thor. He put a hand on Thor’s shoulder. “Thor, meet Ryelin.”

“How fortunate. She was one of the things we needed to discuss.”

“Me?” Ryelin asked, her level of confusion rising.

“As you know,” Thor started, completely ignoring Ryelin. “we have been working with teams of Humans in an alliance.”

“Yeah, I assigned those teams.”

“For the past month, four of those teams have been working off of this ship. Recently, Tana Carter came on board to help with translations. She has asked me to bring you on board to brief everyone on something.”

“Well, I think Sam and Daniel will probably be more interested in whatever Tana has to say.”

“Agreed,” Thor said, moving over to the large control panel in the center of the room. “I will bring them on board now.” With that, Thor moved one of the white stones, and seconds later, Sam and Daniel stood beside them. Greetings were shared all around and Thor explained why they were there. He then lead them away from the bridge.

“I’m confused,” Ryelin said to Jack. The two of them had fallen a little behind, but Ryelin still spoke quietly, not wanting anyone else to hear. “Why am I here?”

“No clue,” Jack said, speaking just as quietly.

“Thanks, that helps,” Ryelin said sarcastically. “One other thing. Thor said Tana Carter, any relation to Sam?”

“Yeah, Tana is our daughter,” Jack said casually, trying to shrug it off. He didn’t want to talk about it now.

“Wait,” Ryelin said, grabbing his arm, stopping him. “Did you just say our? As in you and Sam have a child? Together?”

“Yeah, what’s the big deal?”

“Nothing, just unexpected,” Ryelin said. Jack began walking again. Ryelin followed a few steps behind.

They were lead into a large room. Inside the room was only a large black and shiny table. At the head of the table was a large black and gray chair. It looked more like a throne to Ryelin. Each side of the table held seven chairs, for a total of fourteen. Along side one wall was another bunch of chairs, separated from the table.

There were many people already in the room. As soon as Jack walked in, one of the men called the room to attention and saluted. Jack returned the salute and put them ‘at ease‘. They all relaxed as a young woman with red hair came forward. She went straight to Sam and the two embraced.

“Hi mom,” the young woman said.

“Hi Tana,” Sam said, with a large smile on her face. “Tana, I want you to meet Ryelin.” Sam, put an arm around Ryelin’s shoulder. “This is the girl I was telling you about.”

“It’s so nice to meet you,” Tana said, shaking Ryelin’s hand. “I’m glad you’re here. I’m going to need you for a mission we are planning.” Ryelin look at Tana, still very confused. All this was rather overwhelming, and Ryelin was beginning to think that maybe this was another one of her crazy dreams. But it wasn’t. It was very real.

“Would everyone please take their seats,” Thor said, sitting in the large chair at the head of the table. “I would like to begin.”


Chapter 2

Tana stood at the head of the long table. Opposite her sat Thor, waiting patiently for everyone else to take their seats. The four team leaders, their second in commands, Sam, Daniel, Jack and Ryelin all sat at the table. The other people in the room took their seats in the chairs along the wall.

Tana looked out at all the people looking back at her. She had never done a briefing for this many people before. To say she was nervous would be a bit of an understatement. But she held herself together so well, no one would have guessed her nervousness. Once everyone had settled down, she began.

“Thank you all so much for coming,” she started slowly. “As most of you know, a little over two months ago, the SGC started working on the Beta Project. I was taken through that gate to an unknown planet. Since my return, the Daniel Jackson, along with Asgard teams 3,4,6 and 8, have been scanning the surface of the planet. You all have been called here because we finally found something useful. Two days ago, a strange energy field was discovered. ASG-3 and I went down to the co-ordinates and found this,” Tana pushed a button on the side of the table and a holographic image of a metal box came out of the table.

“Scan’s indicate that the object inside the box is much like a ZPM,” said Col. Collins, the team leader of ASG-2. He gave copies of a report he had made to Jack, Daniel and Sam.

“You said it was much like a ZPM,” said Sam, opening the file. “How is it different?”

“Well, that’s the totally cool part,” Tana said excitedly, reverting back into her 20-year-old way of speaking. “Power output, even with distortion by the box, is four times that of the ZPM found in Egypt.”

Sam looked at Tana in complete shock. Four times the output! That would mean it was either a never before used ZPM or it was something entirely new. Either way, this meant they would now have two ZPM’s.

“None of that explains why I’m here,” Ryelin said, breaking everyone from their thoughts.

“Right!” Tana said, almost jumping with excitement. She went around the corner of the table, moving a chair so she would be closer to the holograph. “The box is Goa’uld design. It looks much like the stone chests found in the pyramids in Egypt, except for this.” Tana pointed at one side of the box. In the center of this wall of the box was a large, square indent. It looked like it was just the right size to fit a person’s hand. “From what we have figured out, that is the latch of sorts. It’s a Naquadah sensitive lock. That’s where you come in.”

“Ah, so, Major Connor actually did something useful.”

“So, where’s the box?” Jack asked, clasping his hands in front of him. “Let’s bust that thing open and get home.”

“We can’t do that sir,” said Col. Collins. Jack looked at him. “The box seems to have been built directly into the cliff face where we found it. We can’t remove it.”

“In other words we would have to go down to the planet, sir,” said Col. Terra, leader of ASG-4. “But both ASG-3 and my team would be going down with you.”

“Oh, no,” Jack said, raising his voice a little. “You are not taking Ryelin down to the surface. I‘m not risking the life of a 16-year old, again.”

“It is indeed safe, O’Neill,” Thor assured him. “There will be a constant link between those on the ground and this ship. If anything should happen, I can bring everyone on board immediately.”

It took a few more minutes before Jack was finally convinced. The portion of the planet was basically vacant. Jack would still be going down with them. He felt better that way. It would be some time before they reached the planet, so everyone was dismissed to go get some rest. Jack, Daniel, Sam and Ryelin were all given rooms to rest in. Because there was not enough individual rooms, so Tana agreed to share with Ryelin.

“Do you ever feel weird having an alien battle ship named after you?” Ryelin asked Daniel as they all walked down the hallways to the living quarters.

“Yeah, it’s a little strange, but I’m not the first,” he laughed. “The first ship in this class was the Jack O’Neill.”

“Really? Where’s that ship?”

“I blew it up,” Sam said casually. Ryelin looked at her, then they both laughed. “I’ll tell you about it later. This seems to be you’re room.” Tana had stopped at one of the doors and opened it.

“Yep, this is my home away from home,” Tana said. She hugged Sam and Daniel before going in. Ryelin followed her. It was a small room, with one bed and a desk. The bed was more like a cot than a bed, but Tana assured Ryelin it was very comfortable. Tana sat down at the desk, motioning for Ryelin to take a seat on the bed.

“You know, I’ve heard so much about you from my mom,” Tana said. Ryelin looked at her suspiciously. “Don’t worry, it was all good things. My mom really likes you.”

“Thanks, I guess,” Ryelin said, shifting on the bed. “Can I be honest with you? I’m not really sure I want to go to the planet.”

“I thought the same thing,” Tana said, resting her elbows on her knees. “What few memories I had of the planet were all bad. I did not want to go at all. But they say the best way to get over a fear is to face it.”

“Okay, now you sound like my mom!” Ryelin laughed. “Well, she’s not actually my mom, but you get the point…anyways, she used to say that to me all the time.”

“Yeah, I probably got that saying from my mom.” They sat in an awkward silence for a few second, both trying to think of what to say next. “So, have you lived in Colorado Springs all your life?”

“No, just the past two years.”

“Where did you live before?”

“Oh, I’m not from Earth,” Ryelin said, thinking how strange that must sound. But to Tana, it wasn’t that odd. Not after all she had seen and been through.

“Right. I remember my mom telling me about that now.” Tana said. Another awkward silence came between them. Ryelin looked down at her hands as Tana began to play with the laptop on her desk.

“You’re really lucky, you know?” Ryelin said quietly, still looking down at her hands. Tana looked at her, not knowing why Ryelin had said that. “I mean, you have awesome parents. Sam is the nicest person I have ever met and Jack is, well, Jack. You‘re lucky to have grown up with parents like that.”

“I will admit, Sam is great, but I didn’t know Jack was my father until about a year ago, or so.”

“Really? So, are you and your mom close?”

“I’d like to think we are. But she had to hide me for the longest time. Only Daniel knew about me.” Tana said.

“Why would she hide you?” Ryelin asked in surprise.

“Her career. I resented it sometimes, but I guess I understand it. I’m not mad about it now, because life is going pretty good now. Jack is being a typical dad right now.”

“How so?”

“I just started dating this guy, and Jack doesn’t like him all that much. I can’t figure out why. I think he’s great, but Jack has been kinda hassling me about it. You know how dad’s can be sometimes.”

“Major Connor used to do that. I had a major crush on this one guy in my class, and Major Connor would ask me tons of questions all the time.”

“Sounds like you guys were pretty close.”

“Yeah, we were,” Ryelin said, hanging her head. Part of her didn’t want to talk about him, but part of her did. Tana was so easy to talk to. “But he wasn’t the guy I thought he was. Do you know about what he did to me?” Tana nodded yes, unable to say anything. It was unfathomable what he had done. “Well, we just learned recently that he killed his wife. She had found out who I really was, and was going to report him. So he had her killed.”

“That’s horrible,” Tana said, not knowing what else to say. She could tell it hurt Ryelin to talk about this. But she didn’t stop Ryelin because it was easily seen Ryelin needed this.

They spent the rest of the trip just talking. Both knew they should be sleeping, getting ready for the mission, but it was much more fun to talk. And they talked about everything. The joys and hurts of High School, guys, and every other thing girls tend to talk about.

It was seven hours later when the Daniel Jackson came out of Hyper drive. They were close to the planet. Sam came to get the two girls for the pre-mission briefing. Jack had decided he would take command for the trip down. All members of ASG-3 and -4 would be going with them, as would Sam and Daniel. Tana would be staying on board, communicating by way of hologram.

Once everyone was geared up and ready to go, they all met on the bridge. Tana took up her place on the small pedestal that would transmit her image down to the ground. It would be like she was there, but really, she was just the link between the ground and Thor.

The two ASG team, Sam, Daniel, Jack and Ryelin where beamed down onto the surface of the planet. They found themselves at the bottom of a steep cliff. At the base of the cliff was the box they had all seen with the holograph earlier. It was bigger than the holograph had made it look. They were all looking at the box when Tana was heard behind them.

“The signal isn’t the greatest. Thor says it’s due to the atmosphere, but I don’t fully understand it,” Tana told them. Her image was flickering on and off. She pointed to the box. “The panel with the lock-thingy is facing out. You should be able to just put your hand on it and it will pop open.”

Ryelin walked over to the box. She placed her hand on the front, indented panel, and sure enough, it just popped open. Ryelin kneeled down to get a better look. Inside the box was a yellow device. It had no writing on it, and it kind of reminded her of an ice cream cone. She started to reach in.

“Wait!” Tana yelled. Ryelin jumped back, startled. “It could be booby-trapped.” Col. Collins went to the box and began scanning it.

“This is amazing,” he said, staring at his scanner in awe. “There doesn’t seem to be any booby-traps or any anti-tampering devises here, but energy out put is almost ten times that of the other ZPM’s.”

“Ten times!” Sam and Tana exclaimed in unison. Sam went over to the box. She took the scanner for Collins and looked at it.

“Wow,” she said, turning to Jack. “We really need to take this back with us.”

“Well, grab it and lets get out of here,” Jack said. He had an uneasy feeling about this place. He didn’t know what it was, but it just didn’t feel right. Sam slowly reached in and picked up the ZPM.

They didn’t know it, but the box was booby-trapped. There was a silent alarm that had been set off the instant the box had been opened. For most of the time they had been there, troops had been silently gathering around them. The troops watched as the ZPM was loaded into a box and handed off to Col. Terra.

Terra and her team gathered together and in a flash of light were brought up to the ship. ASG-3 was gathering together when the troops open fire. Jack instinctively grabbed Ryelin and shoved her to the ground. He crouched down to protect her as ASG-3 returned fire.

Tana’s hologram disappeared. A second later the rest were beamed on board. Thor quickly maneuvered his ship away from the planet. Fighters from the surface where quickly gaining on the Daniel Jackson. The Asgard ship had superior weapons, and the fighters were soon shot down.

Sam looked around at the group gathered on the bridge. Something didn’t look right to her. Then it hit her. Jack and Ryelin were nowhere to be seen.

Back on the planet, Jack was still crouched over Ryelin, shooting anything that moved. He noticed the fact that they were the only one’s left on the ground, but expected to be brought up at any time. Then he ran out of ammunition. It dawned on him that they were alone. No one was coming back.

He threw his gun away and pulled Ryelin into a tight hug, expected to be killed. But the firing stopped. All was quiet. Ryelin removed her hands from her ears. Jack heard one of the men yell something, but he could not understand it. They were not speaking English. To him, it sounded like gibberish. A group of the men came over to them. They grabbed Jack by the arms, dragging him away from Ryelin.

Both of them resisted greatly. They were both thrown into the back of a vehicle and carried to a giant compound. They were bounded at the hands and gagged as the transport was driving. Ryelin thrashed so hard while they were binding her hands that the bindings dug into and cut her arms.

“Tyr’d gucc d’ni b’humyri’hm! Legi d’nil xum’n wy’n tied’n!” Yelled one of the soldiers when Jack refused to stand. He still refused to stand until the soldier pointed his rifle at Ryelin’s head. Once Jack saw the frightened look on Ryelin’s face, he stood up as quickly as he could and jumped down from the back of the transport. Ryelin got out with out a fight.

They were forced to walk through the center of the compound. All the soldiers they passed along the way stared at them and whispered to each other. Jack and Ryelin were taken to the same room Tana had been beaten in not even two months ago. It was entirely empty, except for a chair in the middle. The door was closed behind them and they were left in complete darkness.

A door opened on the other side of the room a few moments later. A man in a green uniform and knee high black boots entered the room. His black hair was slicked back, his blue eyes showing such rage. He looked first at Jack, then his eyes slowly moved to Ryelin.

“You touch her and I will kill you, you sick bastard,” Jack said calmly. He knew from descriptions that this was the man that had hurt Tana. The man that had almost killed his daughter. The man that could easily hurt or kill Ryelin. The man’s eye’s slowly moved back to Jack. Without saying a word, them man slowly pulled a long, sharp knife from the holder on his waist.

He moved with great precision over to Ryelin. With the tip of the knife he removed the gag around her month. Then in a quick, flowed motion, he spun Ryelin around and cut the bindings around her hands. He then lead her over to the chair in the center of the room.

“I swear to God-” Jack yelled and started towards the man. He was stopped short by the knife being pointed directly at his face.

“I’m not going to hurt her,” the man said slowly. “We have waited for her return for far to long. It would be stupid of me to kill her. You on the other hand…” he trailed off, taking a few steps closer to Jack. He lightly rubbed the sharp side of the knife along Jack’s cheek. A small trickle of blood ran down his face.

“Leave him alone,” Ryelin said, gathering enough courage to stand up and face the man. He turned around, nodding to her.

“I have been told to give Anya whatever she wishes. The daughter of the president must be obeyed. But you’re friend will be treated as a prisoner.”

“What ever happens to him, happens to me.” Ryelin said defiantly. “If he is a prisoner, than so am I. Plus there’s the fact that you have me mistaken for someone else. My name is not Anya.”

The man said no more. He simply ordered the two soldiers outside the door to take them away. Ryelin’s hands were rebound, and the gag was put back in place. They soldiers guided them both to the same cage Tana had been held in. They were thrown inside and locked up.

“You will remember who you are. We have been looking for you for such a long time.” The man said, his blue eyes staring straight into Ryelin’s. With that, the soldiers left, the man following close behind.

Chapter 3

Everyone on the Daniel Jackson was in disbelief. Jack and Ryelin were still on the ground, and they had no way to get them back. Every time the ship would try and get back into position, they would be run off by the cannon fire that had been sent up from the surface. Some damage had already been done, and now they were hiding behind one of the moons.

Though they could not get down there in person, it was still possible to scan the planet’s surface and to transmit a person’s image via hologram. Thor used the long range sensors to search the planet’s surface for traces of Naquadah among the human life signs. It didn’t take them long before they found Ryelin. She was with one other person. They hoped it was Jack, and Sam stepped up on the pedestal that would transmit her image to the planet.

“So, when are you guys coming to pick us up?” Jack asked when Sam suddenly appeared before him.

“We can’t sir,” she said sadly. “We can’t get close enough to the planet for the beam transport to work. Whoever these people are, they have some very advanced weapons. The Daniel Jackson has already sustained some damage. I’m sorry, sir.”

“So,” Jack said after a long pause. “When are you guys coming to pick us up?”

“Sir, I just explained to you-”

“No,” Jack interrupted her. “You didn’t really explain anything. It’s a battleship for crying out loud. Do some battle. Shoot your way in here if you have to. Just get us out!” Sam stood there, silently staring at him. She knew how badly he wanted out of there. Out of danger.

“I have to go,” Sam said, finally. “Thor needs help with repairs. Really, we aren’t giving up on you sir. It’s just going to take time.” With that, she disappeared.

Jack stood where he was, staring at the space Sam had just occupied seconds before. He didn’t know what to do. There was no chance of escape while they were in this cage. And even if they did get out, what then? The ship couldn’t come get them. They would be just as on their own as they were right at that moment.

He turned and looked at Ryelin. She was sitting with her back to on of the sides of the cage. He knees were drawn tightly up to her chest, he head rested on her knees. Jack noticed how small and scared she looked just then. He walked over and sat down beside her.

“You okay?” He asked in a caring, fatherly tone.

“Yeah,” she said, not lifting her head. “Just tired. I didn’t get much sleep while we were on the ship. Tana and I just talked.”

“Really?” He said. She shook her head to say yes. “I’m glad you two get along.” He slid over so he was sitting right next to Ryelin. He put an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into him. “Get some rest, kiddo, while we still can.”

“What are they going to do to us?” She asked, putting her head on his shoulder.

“I was going to ask you,” he said, half laughing. “They seem to know you, and all.”

“Yeah, but I don’t remember them. And at the same time I do. You know what I mean?”

“Not really,” he said, resting his head on hers. “But that’s okay. I’m gonna get you out of here.”

“Don’t bother,” she said, sleep starting to over take her. “They have about three thousand troops within yelling distance and an energy barrier. We’d never get out.”

“How do you know that?” Jack asked, raising his head in surprise.

“I don’t know,” she lifted her head to look at him. “I just know it, and I’d bet anything it’s true…” She trailed off. She put her head back on his shoulder and let sleep finally overtake her. He lay his head back on hers and drifted off into an uneasy sleep of his own.


Back on the Daniel Jackson, Sam was frantically working to repair damage to the ship. But it seemed every time she would get something fixed, something else would break. After a while, she enlisted the help of Tana and anyone else who knew anything about this kind of technology. Unfortunately, that wasn’t many people. After a while, they got the ship back to full power. Now all they could do was wait.


They awoke to the feeling of rain on their faces. Jack woke first, his senses hyper-sensitive. Ryelin was awaken by Jack’s head jerking back with such speed that he hit it on the bars. Ryelin sat up, rubbing her own sore neck. She stood up and stretched her arms above her head.

“Did you sleep well?” Jack asked jokingly. He stood up and stretched just as Ryelin had done.

“Oh yeah,” she answered with the same sarcastic tone of voice. She started rubbing her neck again as she looked at her surrounds carefully for the first time. She walked to the door of the cage, placing her hands on the bars. She walked along the sides of the cage, her hand trailing behind her. She stopped on the side opposite the door. She looked down at the cross bars, noticing a difference in color. She touched it. It came off in dry flakes of crimson red. She quickly took a step back, realizing what it was she had just touched.

“What it is?” Jack asked, coming up behind her.

“Blood,” she said quietly. She looked over her shoulder at him. “It’s human blood. Someone died here.”

“I know,” Jack sad sadly. “His name was Jonas.” She looked up at him, wondering how he knew that. Her confusion was evident in her eyes. “Jonas worked at the SGC for a while. About two months ago, Tana and Jonas were taken through the beta gate. It took us a while to find them, but we did. We found Tana, alone and hurt in this very cage. We never did find Jonas. Tana said they shot him.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, not knowing what else to say. She looked down at her feet, noticing a patch of dirt that also seemed darker than the rest. He died here. I don’t know him, but he meant a lot to them, and he died here, she thought. The next thought that came to her mind was that she didn’t want to end up like him.

Jack’s eyes were also glued to the place he knew Jonas had lay bleeding, dieing. This spot had changed Tana. He didn’t want it to end up being the spot that changed Ryelin.

From behind them came the sound of heavy foot steps coming up the hill. Both prisoners turned and watched as a head of dark, slicked back hair turned into a face, followed by a body in a dark green uniform. He came to the door of the cage and just stared at them. Following him was two fare skinned, blonde soldiers.

“I feel horrible,” he said with faked sadness and embarrassment. “I never told you my name. I am Commander Schmerz. I am leader of this base. I was leader of these people, but since you have come back, our dear Anya, our true leader, as he calls himself has come back into power. He wishes to see you, but first I must prepare you, per his instructions.”

“What are you babbling about?” Jack asked, almost annoyed. Without a word in the way of an answer, Commander Schmerz opened the door.

“You must be questioned.” The Commander said, gesturing for the two soldiers to go inside. As they entered, Jack placed himself between the men and Ryelin. He backed up, slowly pushing her behind him until they both had their backs to the far wall.

“We will not hurt her,” Commander Schmerz said absently. “Unless you force us to.”

Commander Schmerz looked at Jack with hate in his eyes. Jack moved aside and let the soldiers bind his hands behind his back. Then they bound Ryelin. Together they were lead out of the cage and down the long hill toward the cement compound.

“So, who was this leader you were talking about?” Jack asked as they entered the compound.

“You don’t need to know. Shut up!” Schmerz said without looking at Jack.

Ryelin was having a hard time keeping up with the men’s large steps. She almost had to run just to say in line with them. She was concentrating so hard on keeping up, she didn’t notice when they stopped. She ran right into Commander Schmerz’s back. He looked down, glaring at her.

He unlock the door and shoved Jack and Ryelin inside. It was the same room they had been brought to when they first arrived in the compound. The chair was still in the center of the room. Ryelin noted for the first time that the chair was bolted to the ground. Jack was guided over to the chair.

The two soldiers cut his bonds and strapped him to the chair as Schmerz held Ryelin against a wall. Once Jack was strapped down, they cut her bonds as well. Schmerz spoke to the two soldiers in a language that neither she nor Jack knew. But it was clear enough what he had told them once they came and stood on each side of Ryelin.

Jack’s arms and legs were secured tightly to the chair. He could do nothing but look directly in front of him. Directly at Ryelin. She looked so small between the two soldiers, in their crisp green uniforms, holding their advanced looking rifles. He feared for her, instead of for himself. Ryelin on the other hand showed little fear. If she was scared, Jack couldn’t tell. She had put on her best poker face.

Commander Schmerz went to the corner of the room and wheeled a cart over to the chair. On the cart was a square device with many knobs, switches and buttons. All of it was painted a pale gray. There were many wires emitting from the box, round pads on the end of each wire. Schmerz place one of the pads on Jack’s temple, another on the base of his neck and a third on the breast pocket of his jacket.

“Don’t think that is going to work well,” Jack said sarcastically. Schmerz said nothing. Instead he turned to Ryelin.

“This is going to be a little example for you, Anya, when we start your treatments,” Schmerz said, turning his attention back to the machine. “This is what happens to you if you mouth off, or do not answer a question honestly.” He flicked the middle switch up, turned one of the knobs and pushed a button.

Jack screamed out in pain. It felt like thousands of small needles where stabbing him in the chest. It was an electrical current, channeled into the muscles of his chest. He couldn’t breath. He tried to scream again, but no sound came out.

“Stop it!” Ryelin screamed, trying to move towards Jack. The soldiers held her back. Schmerz fingered the switch into the down position.

“Guess it does work through clothing,” Jack said, catching his breath. He let out a nervous laugh, but quieted quickly when he saw Schmerz looking at him.

“Answer truthfully and nothing will happing. Lie to me,” Schmerz said, leaning down, putting his face close to Jack’s. “And I will hurt you. But not kill you. You will only wish you were dead.”

“Sounds like fun,” Jack said, staring right back at Schmerz.

“Now,” Schmerz started, flicking the switch back up. “Who are you?”

“General Jack O’Neill, United States Air Force.”

“How did you get here?”



“Personally, I just wanted to get captured and met you lovely folks.” Searing pain ripped through Jack’s neck. His throat muscles seized up, not allowing air to get in. His head jerked back as his muscles spasmed.

“Stop it!” Ryelin screamed again. Schmerz did nothing. “Stop it! You’re killing him!” Ryelin fought back tears as Schmerz turned off the machine.

“Why did you come here?” Schmerz asked, cranking the knobs up.

“The box.” Jack said, his voice hoarse.

“What box?”

“The one on the cliff. It has a power devise. We took it.” Schmerz hit the button again. This time the pain was in Jack’s head. It felt like his brain just might pop right out of his head.

“What are you doing?” Ryelin screamed, trying again to get to Jack. Schmerz turned off the device. “He told you the truth! That’s what we came here for!” Schmerz left the machine and went to Ryelin.

“That was for taking what is rightfully ours.”

“You couldn’t have opened the box anyways.” Ryelin said, calming down a little. “It’s a fluke that I could.”

“Yes, Major Connor and his experiments.” Schmerz said, going back to Jack. “Did you order Major Connor here?”

“No” Jack said, barely able to hold his head up long enough to look at him.

“How did you get Anya?”

“Her name is Ryelin.” Jack said, under his breath. Schmerz flicked the machine on again. Jack arched his back in pain as the current once again flowed through his chest. Ryelin didn’t bother screaming this time. She tried to turn away, but the soldiers made her watch.

“You do not argue with me! Understand?” Schmerz yelled at Jack. He could only nod in response. “Now, how did you get Anya?”

“We found her,” Jack manage to say. “We saved her from Connor, and we are going to save her from you.” His chest again. This time the current was stronger, much stronger. Jack felt his consciousness slipping from him. His head hung loosely on his chest after the machine was turned off.

“He just doesn’t learn,” Commander Schmerz said to Ryelin. He then spoke to the soldiers in the language she didn’t understand. He moved over to Jack’s side. He hit Jack’s knee as hard as he could with the butt of his rifle. Jack screamed in pain, his head whipping up. Ryelin screamed as loud as she could, trying to get them to stop, no longer able to hold back the tears.

Commander Schmerz ripped off the pads, throwing them into the cart. He shoved the cart out of the way violently, then leaned on the chair, putting his face just inches away from Jack’s. Jack was wide awake now.

“You will respect me,” Schmerz said in a low tone. “You will answer truthfully. The next time you smart off, it won’t be you that I will hurt. It will be her.” He looked over his shoulder at Ryelin. He shifted his body so Jack could see her. The tears were steaming down her face, her eyes the size of saucers. The poker face was long gone. Jack nodded, indicating he understood. “Now,” Schmerz stared, moving back into Jack’s field of vision. “What did Connor do to her?”

“I think you already know about the experiments. You mentioned them earlier. She said they are the same thing.” Schmerz looked over his shoulder and nodded at the soldier holding onto Ryelin’s arm. He then shifted his weight again so Jack could see her.

The soldier nodded back, releasing Ryelin’s arm. He took his rifle and hit Ryelin across the face with it. She stumbled back against the wall, crying out in pain as she covered her face.

“NOOOOOOOO!!” Jack screamed as the soldier hit her. He watched helplessly as she sank down the wall onto the floor. She moved her hand away from her face. Her hand was covered in blood. The blood still flowed freely from her nose.

“I really didn’t want to touch her,” Schmerz said, blocking Jack’s view again. “But I will again if you don’t answer me fully. What did Major Connor do to my child?”

Jack looked up at him in surprise. That was one thing he hadn’t expected.

“Your child? You would hurt your child to get what you want?” Jack said, hate in his voice. Schmerz nodded to the soldier again. He hit Ryelin in the head again. She grabbed the side of her head where he had hit her. More blood.

“Yes, I would.”

“You bastard!” Schmerz nodded to the soldier again. This time he it her arm, swinging the rifle like a bat. Their was a sickening crack, followed by a scream.

“I will do it again and again. Because I know she will heal much faster than you. Now, what did he do to her?”

“He injected her with Naquadah.” Jack said quickly, not wanting Ryelin hurt anymore. Even if she would heal quickly, she was in great pain right now.

“What is Naquadah?”

“ It’s an element that the original Stargate is made out of. There is a race called the Goa’uld-”

“We have heard of them.”

“They have the element in their blood. It allows them use weapons and that sort of thing that are sensitive to Naquadah.”

“What does this do to Anya?”

“Nothing. It just makes her able to handle those weapons.”

“That’s all?” Jack nodded. “She still has the Ancient gene?” Jack nodded again. Schmerz talked to the soldiers in their language. The three of them left, leaving the door partly ajar. Jack noticed it right away.

“Ryelin?” Jack said. She was lying on the floor, her hurt arm tight against her chest. Her face was covered in tears and drying blood. She didn’t hear him. “Ryelin!” He said, a bit louder this time. She looked up, looking at him as though seeing him for the first time. “Can you stand? Can you move?”

“yeah,” she said, slowly standing up. She moved over to the chair. Without him saying anything, she knew what to do. She quickly undid his straps, and helped him stand. “How’s your knee?”

“Hurts, but I can stand on it,” he said, standing up. Ryelin helped him stand. He gave her a quick hug, and they moved towards the door. The door was indeed open. Jack slowly pushed it open more to look out. No one was in sight. The moved out onto the walkway. Quickly they moved through the compound.

Schmerz returned to the room alone. He saw the door opened, and knew they were gone. He sounded the alarm, and the base sprang to life. He ran to the front gate, shouting orders as he ran. Not half way there, she spotted them. He snatched a gun from a passing soldier and shot. Jack went down. He landed on his knees.

“Run Ryelin, go!” He yelled, pushing Ryelin away. She hesitated a moment, then began to run. Schmerz fired again. Ryelin felt a sting in the middle of her back. She fell forward, momentum from running carrying her farther. She landed on her hurt arm and hit her head hard. She rolled onto her side, and looked down her own body to Jack, lying there, still. Then her world went black.


Chapter 4

Ryelin awoke in a bed. An actual bed. A very comfortable bed. She rolled over onto her back, and lay there, lounging. Slowly, as the sleep cleared from her mind, she remembered where she was and what was going on. She sat up straight and looked at her surroundings.

She was in a nicely furnished room. The walls were a deep, dark blue. Across the room was a small table with an over sized chair. She noted that the red fabric on the chair matched the bed dressings perfectly. There were two doors in the room, one window. The window was next to her, just above the bed. One door was across the room, the other was at the foot of the bed. Lastly, she looked down at herself.

The first thing she noticed was the fact that her arm didn’t hurt. It should have hurt. I had obviously been broken. She looked at it and saw that the arm was no longer covered by a green jacket. She surveyed the rest of her body, no green anywhere. She had been dressed in a simple, white, knee length dress. The top was fitted, while the bottom flared out and was very flowy. Her feet were bare.

She slid to the end of the huge bed, and got down. She want first to the door at the foot of the bed and opened it. Nothing. Only blackness greeted her. She turned and was about to go to the other door when it opened on it’s own. Commander Schmerz stepped into the room.

“Good Morning,” He said, taking a seat in the over sized chair. “I hope you slept well.” She said nothing, only stared at him, with hate in her eyes. “I’m glad you see you are better today. Does anything hurt?”

“Where’s Jack?” She asked, ignoring his question.

“Answer my question and I will answer yours.” He said flatly.

“Nothing hurts, I’m all better now,” she told him with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “Now, where’s Jack?”

“Yes, of course,” he aid, standing up. “Follow me.” He left the room and Ryelin had no choice but to follow. He led Ryelin down a staircase, two floors down. “I hope you like your room? You know I have kept it for you for all these years.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Ryelin said flatly. “Just take me to Jack.”

Schmerz did as she wished with no further attempts at conversation. He led Ryelin into a dimly lit hallway. He opened the door at the end, gesturing for Ryelin to enter. She did and had to shield her eyes at the contrast in brightness from the hallway.

Jack was lying on a bed that was more of a concrete slab coming out of the wall. It looked like Schmerz had spent more time with Jack, as his face was black and blue. His hair was matted with a mixture of dried sweet and blood. His knee was so swollen you could tell through his pants. He was semiconscious and in all around horrible shape. Ryelin fought hard to hold back the tears as she looked down at him.

“Why did you do this to him?” Ryelin asked, pushing her hair away from her face. Schmerz just stood in the doorway with a stony silence. In hearing her voice, Jack opened his eyes. He reached up and grabbed her arm. She looked back down at his mangled face.

“Ryelin?” He asked, wondering if this was another dream. He had been having so many in the past few hours. Unfortunately, his being there wasn’t a dream. It was very real. As was Ryelin, standing over him. She was so into just looking at Jack, studying his face, she didn’t hear Schmerz walk up behind her.

“Fix him,” He whispered into her ear.

“What?” She asked, not turning to look at the man behind her.

“Fix him,” He repeated, still whispering into her ear. “You have the ability, you have used it before.” She did not say anything, but nodded her head and lay her hands on Jack’s chest. She moved one hand up to his forehead, closing her eyes tightly. Jack stirred briefly under her touch, then lay still again. He felt a warm sensation from deep inside his chest. Slowly it spread outward, down his extremities. He felt himself being healed.

Suddenly, the hands left his skin. He opened his eyes in time to see Ryelin fall back into the arms of Commander Schmerz. Jack sat up quickly, the blood rushing to his head. He swung his legs over the side of the cot, ready to grab Ryelin away from him. Instead, Jack watched as the normally callous and ruthless man gently held Ryelin, keeping her from falling to the floor. Slowly she opened her eyes, focusing on Jack. She looked behind her into the face of Commander Schmerz.

“Don’t touch me!” She screamed as she jumped out of Schmerz’s arm and into Jack’s. Schmerz stood up to his full height, looking down on both of him. His moment of kindness had long passed.

“I will give you both a moment to recover,” Schmerz said as a man in a white lab coat came over to them. Schmerz turned to him saying; “Prepare her for the machine.”

“But sir, are you sure?” The man in white asked.

“Yes I’m sure. How dare you question me!” With that, Schmerz stormed out of the room. The man in the white lab coat looked at Jack and Ryelin with great concern.

“What was he talking about?” Jack asked.

“It’s nothing,” the man said, refusing to say more. He looked Jack over, top to bottom. All his wounds were healed, his knee no longer hurt. The man looked at Ryelin. “You really are her,” he said in wonder. “You’re Ryelin.”

“What did you call me?” She said, moving away from Jack’s side. The man just looked at her. “You called me Ryelin? Why? Everyone here seems to think I’m Anya. Why do you call me Ryelin?”

“Because, that is your nickname,” the man said, almost cowering at her gaze. “You are the Ryelin, the savior. It is your title, if you will.”

“The savior?” Ryelin said, half to herself. “What does that mean?”

“You will find out soon enough.” He said, looking deep into Ryelin’s eyes. “The machine will make you remember. I must prepare you now.” He opened a drawer that came out of the cot Jack had been lying on. He pulled out a small, black bottle. He opened the lid and took out a single white pill. It was rather large, and it looked to be very chalky in texture.

“What’s that for?” Jack asked, grabbing the bottle from the foot of the cot. The man took it back very quickly.

“It is not for you,” he said defensively. “It will start the process. Ryelin, you need to eat this pill.”

“Oh no! I don't think so!” Ryelin said, backing herself into a corner.

“Please, do not make me force you.”

“I’m not taking it.” She said, wide eyed. “I don’t want any sort of processes to be starting!” The man went to the door and said something in the strange language they had heard so many times. Two soldiers walked in, placing their guns on the counter by the door. They attempted to grab Ryelin’s arms, but she did her best to wiggle her way out of their grasp.

Jack tried to push his way in, to get her away from the soldiers, but was pushed back onto the cot. The force jarred him enough to take his breath away. As he tried to get his breath back the soldiers subdued Ryelin enough for the man in the white lab coat to shove the pill into her mouth. He moved her lower jaw up and down, forcing her to chew it.


Sam woke with a start, hoping it was all a bad dream. There was no way that jack and Ryelin had really been left behind. No way. And then she saw Tana. Tana was searching through a huge pile of papers on Sam’s desk.

“What are you looking for?” Sam asked. Tana jumped at the sound of another person’s voice.

“God, you scared me!” Tana said, turning around. “I’m looking for the transition stone thingy. Thor and I were going to update Jack. We’re pretty sure you had it last…“ She trailed off. Sam got off her bunk and joined Tana at the desk. They searched through the papers, finally finding it in Sam’s pant pocket.

“Really, I don’t know where my head is.” Sam said, shaking her head.

“You’re worried about Jack and Ryelin. We all are,” Tana comforted her mother. “Why don’t you go back to sleep. You look like you could use it.” And Tana wasn’t lying. Sam could use it. She had barely gotten any sleep in the past two days. Sam agreed to go back to sleep, only if Tana agreed to wake her if anything new came up. Tana agreed, knowing nothing would happen.

Tana found Thor on the bridge.

“Did you find the stone?” Thor asked.

“Yep,” she said handing it to him. “You were right. Mom forgot to put it back.”

“Are you ready to transmit, Tana?” Thor said as he adjusted some of the stones on the control panel. Tana nodded, stepping up onto the pedestal. “When it is clear, I shall begin transmission.” Thor began watching the screen in front of him. It showed five red dots in a small room. One was off to the side, the four others were concentrated into a small area. Three of the figures left, walking off the screen. A few second later the fourth dot left, leaving the fifth alone. He wasn’t sure, but Thor had a pretty good idea this fifth dot was Jack. He nodded to Tana and turned the stone she had just given him.


Jack looked up as Tana suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Tana? When are you coming to pick us up?” Jack asked, leaning back against the wall behind his cot.

“Mom has already told you that can’t be done,” Tana said, trying to sound as professional as possible, though pure professionalism was always hard around Jack. “To be honest,” she continued after regaining her composure. “We are risking a lot transmitting my image to you. Every time we do, the ship has to come out from behind the moon which makes us susceptible to-”

“I get it,” Jack cut her off. He wasn’t in the mood for argument or techno babble.

“Where did they take Ryelin?” Tana asked, not wanting to push any of Jack’s buttons.

“I don’t know. Something about the savior, a machine and some freaky guy named Schmerz telling her ‘you will remember’. I don’t know though…I was almost dead. She saved me. Healed me. It’s really been a hoot!”

“I bet,” Tana said, mimicking his sarcastic tone. “We really are working on it.” Just then Tana’s image blinked off, then back on. “Whoa!” She said, looking like she almost had lost her balance.

“What?” Jack said, jumping up.

“We’ve been hit. Twice, now. Thor says it cause major damage. They found us. Crap, hit again!” During this short sentence, Tana’s image blinked out four more times. You could tell in her face that she was getting scared. Then her image went away and didn’t come back.

“TANA?!” Jack yelled at the nothingness in front of him. Seconds later, her image came back to him.

“I’m sorry Jack, we have to go,” She said, her image hard to see. “There is just too much damage, too much firing. We have to go back to the Asgard home world. We will be back. I’m sor-” Her transmission cut off entirely at that point. Jack yelled a few obscenities into the sky, practically jumping up and down with anger and frustration.

The man in the white lab coat heard him and came rushing in, followed by two soldiers. Although Jack calmed down the instant he saw the men, they still treated him as though he was a threat. One of the soldiers hit him in the temple with the butt of his gun. Jack fell to the floor. He felt the blood trickling down his cheek as the other soldier tied his hands. The first soldier hit him again and he felt consciousness slipping from him.


Jack woke with his head pounding. He was lying on a thin mattress set up with a blanket in the corner of a strange room. His vision was blurry. He spent his first few waking moments attempting to focus his eyes. Slowly, his surrounding became clear. He was in a large room with dark blue walls. His gaze followed the walls until he came to a large bed. A shape was sitting on the bed, staring out the window.

“Ryelin?” He asked, unable to tell if it was actually her.

“If that is what you wish to call me.” It was her voice, but Ryelin wasn’t quite in there. Jack got up and came to the bed. “Look at it, Jack!” He did as she said. Out side the window was a world of concrete. “That is my home.”

“You’re home is on Earth now,” Jack said quietly.

“No,” she said flatly. “This is where I was created. This is where my father got the idea for us.”

“What are you talking about, Ryelin? What did they do to you?” Jack asked, taking both of her shoulders and turning her towards him. Jack made her look into his eyes. “Answer me.”

“They helped me remember. They attached wires to my head and helped my brain to remember who I am. The pill numbs the body. Electrical pulses stimulate the brain. The brain remembers the truth.”

“The crazy people brainwash you,” Jack said, continuing in the same sing-song voice Ryelin had been talking in.

“No, no brain washing. This is who I am.” He knew it wasn’t true. This wasn’t Ryelin. This was a robot. She looked at him without seeing anything. It was like she was in a trance.

“Who you were. You are a different person now. A good person. Better than anything they could ever be.”

“They are not bad,” She said, braking out of her trance, only to become angry. Jack dropped his hands from her shoulders. “They created us. How can that be bad?”

“Who’s us? What do you mean created?” The tension in her face relaxed immediately. She became Ryelin again, almost.

“Our father had the idea that a greater race could be made. He took the DNA of the ones you call Ancients, and he created my brothers and sisters and me. There were five of us in all. I was the last. He told the people of this planet I would be the one to save them. Their savior.”

“The Ryelin,” Jack said quietly. Ryelin nodded in agreement.

“I don’t like the name Anya,” she said after a long silence. “That’s why I kept the name Ryelin. It sounded prettier. That’s all. I didn’t want to be the savior. I wanted to be a little girl.” Jack didn’t know what to say. He was feeling rather overwhelmed by it all. Ryelin looked out the window. “This is my home,” she told him again.

“No, it isn’t.” He said defiantly. “I won’t let them keep you as their way of gaining power. It isn’t right.”

“I’m not right,” Ryelin said, still looking out the window. “I’m not real.”

“Yes you are. You are as real as any of us.”

“No. I am a creation. A creation from a lab. I’m an experiment. I always have been. I always will be!” She was fighting back tears now. “No one can call me anything different. I was made to gain power. I may as well let them use me for my purpose. I am nothing but a robot.”

“You aren’t,” Jack said, watching the tears begin to fall down her cheeks. He wanted to reach out and hold her, but didn’t know if he should. She was different now. They had changed her.

“Yes, I am,” she said, looking at him again. She wiped away a tear, only to have it replaced by another. “Stop trying to say differently. You know it’s true. I’ve been used all the time I have been alive. By my father, by Major Connor.”

“But not by me,” Jack said, soothingly. He reached out a hand and stroked her cheek. “I would never use you. You are just a little girl in my eyes. Nothing different. A very sad little girl, who is put into situations she can’t help, but still shouldn’t be in. And I am going to get you out.”

He pulled her into a tight hug. She began to cry harder, her body now shaking with sobs. Yes, they had changed her. She used to be the strong one, that’s what she had always said. But they had turned her into a scared little girl. A girl who thought she was nothing. But that wasn’t true. Ryelin was special. Jack could tell. And no one was going to use her for their own purposes, no matter how innocent said purposes were. She was human after all.


Chapter 5

They had hurt her, both physically and mentally. Ryelin wasn’t brainwashed, just confused. She had two lives in her memory and she didn’t know which one was the real one. Was she the happy child on Palladionia, or was she the being created in a lab? Either way, she was here now, with no foreseeable way out.

Jack couldn’t sleep, he just had too much on his mind. Mostly because he was worried about Ryelin. Without even touching her forehead, he could tell she had a fever. A high one at that. He sat on the side of the bed just watching her. She stirred restlessly in her sleep, but did not wake.

Light was starting to filter in through the window above Ryelin. The sun was slowly coming up, bathing her in soft sunlight. Behind him, Jack heard the door swing open, though he did not hear anyone enter.

“How is she?” Asked a voice almost from over his shoulder. Jack turned to see Commander Schmerz standing over him. Genuine concern could be seen on his face. Wow, he does have feelings , Jack thought to himself.

“She‘s sick,” Jack told him, turning back to Ryelin. “She’s got a fever.”

“It is only a side effect of the treatment,” Schmerz said callously.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Jack asked angrily. He jumped up to look eye to eye with the Commander. “What treatment?”

“I would advice you sit down and calm down,” Schmerz said, returning Jack’s icy gaze. “You will find out soon enough.” With that, he turned and left the room. Jack stared after him long after the door was slammed shut. Finally he turned back to Ryelin. She still did not look well, but at least now she wasn’t as restless in her sleep.


Ryelin woke up feeling hot. That was her only sensation. Then, slowly, she stared feeling a terrible headache creeping it’s way into the space behind her eyes. She groaned and rolled onto her side, opening her eyes. The first thing she saw was Jack. He was sitting on the ground, with his right arm propped up on the bed, his head resting on the arm. He was asleep. Ryelin smiled to herself, then reached out and shook his arm, waking him.

“What?” Jack said sleepily. He lifted his head to see Ryelin’s smiling face just inches from his. “Hey kiddo, feeling better?”

“Honestly, no.” she said, sitting up. She swung her legs over the side of the big bed. Jack pulled his body up onto the bed. They sat there, side by side, in silence.

After a few minutes, the door in front of them opened. Commander Schmerz stepped inside, followed by three soldiers. He nodded for the soldiers to go over to Jack. They pulled him onto his feet and began cuffing his hands with the same type of plastic cuffs the SCG used back on Earth. Jack resisted.

“I would let them, if I were you,” Schmerz warned. “They will not hurt you if you do as you are told. They will be removing them soon anyway.”

The soldiers pushed Jack forward, forcing him to walk. Commander Schmerz gently took Ryelin’s arm, gesturing for her to follow Jack and the soldiers. She was not cuffed.

“Where are you taking us?” Ryelin asked, the fear evident in her small voice.

“To meet Ticho,” Schmerz told her. She looked up at him with eyes that asked ‘who?’ “Ticho is the oldest man on our world. So old, in fact, many do not know his age. And he likes it that way. Most think he was here when the world was formed. Of course that isn’t true, but that is what they wish to believe. He is the leader, both politically and religiously.”

“I thought you said you were the leader?” Ryelin said as they were lead down a winding staircase, then out into another hallway.

“No, I am only the military leader. Ah, here we are.” Schmerz said, stopping in front of a set of wide double doors. Two of the soldiers opened them, moving out of the way to reveal a very large room, with a single desk in the far side of the room. A large chair faced out a wide window, overlooking the compound. The person in the chair stood up to face his guests.

“Cut his bonds,” the small old man told the soldier still holding onto Jack. His bonds were cut, and he and Ryelin were lead to two chairs placed in front of the desk. Ryelin looked at the man. He looked to be at least 100 years old, but his eyes were older. Those eyes had seen so much in their lifetime. He was bent with age and wisdom. Ryelin could not take her eyes off him.

“Sir,” Commander Schmerz said, showing all signs of great respect for the old man. “I have brought the prisoners to you. What do you want me to do now.” The old man said nothing, only waved the Commander away.

“Welcome to Helitico, I am Ticho.” He said once Commander Schmerz was gone and the door was shut behind him. “As I am sure you have been told, we have long awaiting your return. It saddens me to hear that you do not believe this is your home.”

“I don’t know what to believe,” Ryelin said, hanging her head. Her head was feeling better, the headache subsiding, only to be replaced by confusion.

“We will go for a walk,” Ticho said, standing up. Ryelin and Jack followed suite. “No,” Ticho said to Jack, “You will not be coming with us. I must speak to Anya alone. I must help her remember.”

“Well, sorry you feel that way,” Jack said, putting his arm around Ryelin. “Where she goes, I go. I’m not leaving her alone with any of you people. Your all nuts.”

Ticho nodded to the single soldier left in the room. The soldier pulled a small device out of his pocket as he moved towards Jack. Before Jack could do anything, the soldier pushed the device into the small of his back, sending a jolt of pain up his spine. Jack fell to the floor.

“What did you do that for?” Ryelin yelled in surprise. She moved towers Jack, but Ticho grabbed her arm, holding her back.

“How about we go on that walk now?”

“I don’t seem to have a choice in the matter. You’ve incapacitated my safety net.”

Ryelin and Ticho walked in silence through the compound. She did not know what he was thinking, but she knew exactly what she was thinking. She wondered what they were doing to Jack and where Ticho was taking her. She prayed as they walked out the front gate that they wouldn’t hurt Jack anymore. Ticho lead her up the hill toward the cage they had been put in. AS they walked by, she thought she could see the bloodstains on the bars, but knew it was only her imagination.

Once at the top of the small hill, Ticho stopped, looking out over the land that lay before them. Behind them was the man-made world, in front of them was the natural part of the world. A huge forest was all she could see. Ticho started down the other side of the hill, towards the forest. Without being told, she followed him.

They walked trough the forest on a well traveled path. Thought it was well warn, it was dotted with roots and rocks, making walking a bit of a challenge, especially for Ticho. He had to watch his foot falls, making sure he did not trip. Part of her wanted him to fall. It would be her one chance of escape, her chance to run to the Stargate. She didn’t know where she would go, but at this point she felt anywhere would be better than here.

“Let me tell you a little about who you are,” Ticho said, breaking the deep silence that had fallen between them. With the quiet of the forest, his voice seemed so loud.

“I know who I am,” she said quietly, also watching her step. “I’m an experiment.”

“Oh, but you are so much more than that,” Ticho said, looking at her with a huge smile. “You are the Ryelin, our savior. You opened the path for us to become as powerful as we are today. It was all your father’s idea.”

“I don’t care,” she said, looking back at him. They no longer needed to watch their footing as the path had smoothed out in front of them. It was a well cared for, well traveled path, in a dense forest. Light was scarce, and it had an eerie feeling. Ryelin wanted to go back, but she knew that would not be allowed. She had to do as they said. Which meant she would have to listen to what Ticho was about to tell her, like it or not.

“You don’t seem to realize how special you are. It was back when Commander Schmerz was still a Capitan, when we found the ring. It took us years to figure out how to use it. It was the tablets that we found along side it that told us it was the gene that allowed the device to work. But none of our people had the gene. For years, we gave up, unable to figure out a solution to our problem. Then the device activated itself. Thousands came through, all of them with the gene. They did not want to help us, but one was forced to stay. We attempted putting his blood, his gene directly into another’s blood, but that only killed the test subjects. And then your father came up with the solution. You were created with all the necessary genes to operate the device.”

“So let me get this straight,” Ryelin interrupted Ticho’s story. “You kidnapped, and killed a man to get a device to work?”

“It wasn’t just any device,” Ticho said. “It was our gateway to the universe. Our connection to true power. It was you that opened that door for us. Gave us all we would ever need.”

“So, you died and made you ruler of all?” Ryelin asked sarcastically.

“I was the only one they trusted. I deserved all I have.”

“From the sound of things, I deserve everything you have.” Ryelin shot back angrily. For a while they walked in silence. The sun was beginning to set, and seeing was becoming hard. “Maybe we should go back, it’s getting really dark?”

“We are almost there. It is much better in the dark.” Ticho said, falling into silence again. The path ahead turned sharply left. Once on the other side of the turn Ryelin saw a small white building in a wide clearing. There were no windows, and it made Ryelin very nervous.

“Why did you bring me out here? What are you going to do to me?” Ryelin asked, backing away from Ticho.

“Look up,” he ordered without looking at her. She did as she was told. What she saw was stunning. Stars. They were everywhere. The sky was full of the bright circles. It was so clear out here. No pollution, nothing but them, the trees and the beautiful sky.

“It’s beautiful,” Ryelin whispered, awestruck.

“We used to come out here together. Just you and I, and look at the stars. It is a long walk for such an old man, but well worth it.” All the time he was talking, he was watching Ryelin, not the sky. Once he saw that she was memorized by the view, he began to move towards her. She didn’t seem to notice, so he moved closer still, pulling the vial out of his pocket.

“What are you doing?” She asked suddenly, noticing his movement out of the corner of her eye.

“Nothing, just watching the stars,” he lied, placing his hand and the vial back into his pocket. She tilted her head back to the sky. He moved closer to her, pulling the vial out again. Once behind her, he pulled the needle out.

“What did you do to me?” She said, growing sleepy. He kneeled down next to here.

“Making you ours again,” he said, taking her soft hand in his wrinkly one. She fell into a deep sleep full of strange dreams. The dreams told her who she was, and what she must do. Even if it wasn’t who she thought she was, it was who she was now.


Some time later, Jack saw Ryelin and Ticho coming back down the hill. He had been allowed to wait at the front gate for them, but Schmerz never took his eyes off Jack. As soon as Ryelin saw the concrete walls of the compound, she began running, arms outstretched. Jack reached out his arms, ready to take Ryelin in the embrace he thought was coming. But she ran right past him and into the open arms of Commander Schmerz. She rapped her arms around him as he picked her up off her feet.

“Dad, I’m home!” Ryelin said excitedly as he set her down. “I’m finally home!”



Their lives turned into a routine. The soldiers would come in every morning before sunrise and take Jack and Ryelin down to the man in the white lab coat. His name was Samer Tancred, they had soon learned. Samer would feed Ryelin one of the large white pills, then send her off with the soldiers. What they actually did to her, Jack didn’t know. He knew enough to figure out that they were bringing up her suppressed memories with whatever machine they were using on her.

After her daily treatment, she and Ticho would go on a very long walk. Jack was not allowed to go, but he was allowed to wait for their return at the front gate. He couldn’t see him, but Jack knew Commander Schmerz was watching him. She would always leave Ryelin, and return as Anya. Jack hated Anya. Quite honestly, she was a little brat. Jack didn’t want to admit it, but he was losing Ryelin. There was less and less of her everyday, and more and more of Anya.

He always saw their heads coming over the ridge first. They came side by side from the forest, the younger having to help the older. Ryelin, or rather Anya gently held Ticho’s arm as they descended the slope. Once on the level ground, she would let go of his arm, and fall back a few paces so she was a step behind him and to the left. Just like a good little soldier, Jack thought.

Anya always gave a quick look at Jack, indicating for him to follow. He always did, not wanting to let her out of his sight for too long. The next step of the day was to return Ticho to his quarters for his afternoon nap. After that, it was always back to Anya’s room for her studies. What she was studying, Jack had no idea. He had to sit against the wall, cross-legged, with his hands on his knees. Talking was forbidden.

That was always the hardest part for Jack. He just wanted to talk to her. To try and find Ryelin somewhere in that veil of Anya. So far he had only tried to speak once. That was when he had learned how different Anya was from Ryelin. She had glared at him, hatred filling her eyes. She told him what his “place” was, and that promptly shut him up.

After her studies, it was always another walk with Ticho. This one kept them out past dark. She would always leave the compound Anya and return as Ryelin. Jack enjoyed the nights best. Mostly because he almost had Ryelin back. It was this pattern in her behavior that he realized she was being drugged, and more than likely it was Ticho that was doing it. Why he didn’t drug her on the night time walk, Jack didn’t know. He also didn’t care.

Commander Schmerz would always come into Anya’s room and visit with her before she went to sleep. They always spoke in the language Jack didn’t understand. Jack would cringe as Schmerz kissed her on the top of the head before leaving. The lights would be turned off, and soon only the sound of her soft breathing could be heard. Slowly, Jack too would drift off to sleep, only to wake up again to another day.


Jack awoke with the sun, another part of his life that was becoming routine. He rolled onto his side and stared at the wall in front of him. He ran his fingers over the small scratch marks, scratch marks he had made. One for each day they had been there. Jack added another, and counted them. 16 lines. 16 days of this monotonous existence. 16 days of wondering how, when and if they would ever get back home. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Ryelin. Yes, she was still Ryelin, for now. In less than an hour they would take her and inject the drugs that would turn her into Anya. But for now, she was Ryelin. A peaceful young girl, sleeping.

Jack got up and moved over to the bed. He knelt down beside her, brushing her hair gently away from her face. She stirred, but did not wake. The door creaked open behind him, but he did not look up. He knew who it was, and he didn’t care. Footsteps came closer, yet he still did not move. A hand reached down, grabbing his shoulder, pulling him away from Ryelin.

“You do not touch her,” Commander Schmerz screamed. Ryelin jerked away at the sudden noise and movement. “You are nothing but a slave, scum, and you will not touch her!” Ryelin looked at Jack through still sleeping eyes. Those eyes pleaded with Jack to know what was going on. But Jack didn’t fully know. Commander Schmerz talked to her in hushed tones that Jack could not hear. Slowly, she stood up and followed the man out of the room. Another day had begun, just the same as the last.


She knew her name was Ryelin. Or was it? It was all so confusing. It was like she had two minds in her one head. Two distinctive memories. The one thing she remembered clearly was that man that had been in her room. Jack. Yes, that was his name. But who was he? She could feel that they were close. And she felt safe around him. A feeling she didn’t have around the dark man with the tall boots. What was his name? Commander Schmerz? Yes, that’s it. Her memory of him was much stronger, and no so comforting.

Ryelin followed Commander Schmerz down a long stairway and out into the blinding light of morning. She was lead further on still, through a gray compound. Ahead of her, she saw two soldiers flanking a single door. She was taken through this door. It was the room she had come to each morning. The same room Jack had been beaten in, the same room Tana had been tortured. Now it was simply the room where Ryelin got her memories of Anya.

She sat in the only chair in the room. It was bolted to the floor, and that fact alone scared her. They strapped her arms and legs down. A silver helmet with many wires was placed on top of her head. A large white pill was placed in her mouth and she was ordered to chew it. Without a word, Commander Schmerz stepped up to a small control panel. He turned a few knobs and pushed a few buttons and the machine came to life.

At first it only felt like a tickle, deep within her skull. Her arm moved instinctively to attempt to scratch, but was stopped by the straps. The tickle became stronger and stronger until it was no longer a tickle. It was a surge. A surge of electricity coursing through her brain. It opened parts that had been closed so many years ago. Forgotten memories began flowing forward.

She saw a face. A man with beautiful blue eyes and dark hair standing over her. She was lying in what seemed to be an operating room. “Release your burden,” the man whispered in her ear. But how?….Daniel I don’t know how. “It will come to you,” he touched her shoulder. And then she knew. She had to forgive Major Connor and Commander Schmerz for what they had done to her. From far away a machine went off. Her heart had stopped. She felt as though her insides were being pulled out. I forgive them Daniel, really I do. Suddenly she was no longer in her body, she was standing next to the man she called Daniel. Daniel Jackson he had once been. Am I going home? “Close enough, Ryelin. Closer than you have ever been.” And then her world went dark.

For Ryelin the world was in a think fog. For Anya it was perfectly clear. Neither one of them ever remembered the walks with Ticho, and that was how it was meant to be. Ticho did not want her remembering the injection. He was told by many that it was a highly painful process. That was what the white pills were for. To make her forget. After the injection, she was Anya, the young girl who had given him his power, and who would someday help him get it back.

They would walk back to the compound side by side. Anya usually had to help the old man over some of the large roots and ditches. She would then lead him to his room in the compound, were he would sleep. Anya’s personal servant would then follow her to her room where she did her studying. He was supposed to sit silently in the corner, but she soon learned he was a bit mouthy at times.

Anya sat at her desk and opened the thick, leather bound book that was always there. The book was filled with the history of her people and the other peoples in this galaxy. It was her duty to know what was in this book, and she was a quick study. A perk of the Ancient DNA, she was told.

“Why do you always do as they say Ryelin?” Jack asked one day, as she was studying. He had noted that morning that this was the twenty second day.

“You will not call me Ryelin,” she said without moving. “That is a nickname that only my people can use. You will call me Anya, when I give you permission to speak.”

“Okay then, Anya. Why do you always do exactly as they say?” He said, crossing his arms on his chest.

“Did I give you permission to speak?”

“I really don’t care anymore. You don’t belong here, and the person I am talking to is not who you really are!” Jack exclaimed, his voice filled with anger, bewilderment and confusion.

“Excuse me?” Anya said, lifting her head only a fraction of an inch. “Were you speaking again. I thought I made it clear you were to remain silent in my presence, unless I gave you permission to speak.”

“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb the queen of the [censored]-heap.” Jack said sarcastically.

“Be Quiet!” She yelled, whipping around to face him. “You will not speak to me like that! And you will listen to me!”

“Yes my queen!” Jack said sarcastically, almost angrily. He eyes never moved from hers. She stood up and moved over to him. In his sitting position, her small frame towered over him. She glared down at him. Still his eyes her locked into hers.

“You are truly getting on my last nerves. Defy my rules again and you will pay the price!”

“And what could you possibly do to me?”

“Shut up!” She screamed. She slapped his face with all the force her arm could muster. Jack grabbed his cheek, already able to feel the sting of it. “You are nothing but a slave! You belong to me, and you will listen to me! You are NOTHING…” she screamed, finally trailing off, not really knowing where that line of insults was going.


Jack couldn’t sleep. Not after the day he had. He knew he had completely lost Ryelin. She was buried far too deep under the facade of Anya. She wouldn’t be any help in getting them out of there now. She thought she belonged there. The fact that she had been created for their power hungry leader didn’t matter to Anya. She was home.

On the edge of sleep, Jack saw a bright light. At first it didn’t wake him, until his half asleep mind recognized the figure that had immerged from the light was human.

“Sir?” A voice asked him, leaning down. He knew that voice.

“Col. Carter?” Jack asked, sitting up on his elbows.

“Yes sir, it’s me,” Sam said, kneeling down. “We’re back.”

“Well get us out of here.”

“We can’t, not yet,” Sam said, her voice low. “But soon. You and Ryelin need to be outside and then we can beam you up, sir. Is it possible to get both of you outside, right now?”

“I could probably get out, but not her,” jack said, nodding his head in the direction of Anya. “It would seem we have lost Ryelin, but I have a plan.” Jack spent the next hour explaining to Sam all that had been going on in the twenty two days they had been there. Then he told her his plan. She promised him they would be ready at the right time. Jack was going home.


The next morning Jack noticed that the girl in the bed didn’t have the normal, confused look that asked ‘where am I’. No, the girl who woke up this morning was Anya. She knew who she was, and what she was doing there. The morning routine went on as normal. Anya was taken away for her treatments, and then out on a long walk with Ticho. As Jack stood at the gate he wondered if she even needed the injections anymore. He also wondered if his plan would work.

He saw the old man’s head come over the rise of the hill first. It worried him, as the two usually walked together, but this time there was no sign of Anya. Seconds later, her head was seen trotting up behind him. Jack breathed a sigh of relief. So far the plan was coming together. Again they walked side by side into the compound.

As Anya walked pass, she nodded her head in a gesture to follow her. Instead of following her, he stepped back, shoving his elbow up and back as hard as he could. His elbow made contact with the nose of a soldier guarding the gate. As the soldier put his hands up to his nose, Jack grabbed his gun from the hip holster. At the same time, he grabbed Anya’s arm. He pulled her into a headlock of sorts. He began backing away from the small crowd that had formed in front of him. All this happened in a matter of seconds.

“Let her go!” Ticho yelled at Jack. Jack pointed the gun at him.

“Don’t make me shoot you,” Jack said calmly, still backing away, his arm around Anya’s neck. “We are leaving, and I would like to accomplish that without any shooting.” As he finished, they just disappeared in a small streak of silver-blue light. Everyone on the ground stood there, dumbstruck. Commander Schmerz ran up to them.

“What happened here?” He yelled in a commanding voice. “Where is Anya?”

“I’m sorry sir, they got away, I don’t know how it happened.” The soldier Jack had hit said, after a long silence. Schmerz shot him, unsatisfied with the answer.

“Find them!” Schmerz yelled. The crowd scattered, many going back to their posts. Those not on duty found something to do to make it seem as though the were working.


On the Daniel Jackson, all the teams were gathered on the bridge to welcome Jack and Ryelin home. What they saw was not at all what they had expected. The two appeared in front of them with Jack’s right arm held tightly around Ryelin’s neck. In his left hand was a highly advanced weapon that looked a lot like a pistol. As soon as they where on board, Jack loosened his grip on her. She easily fought her way away from his arm, and with amazing speed, grabbed the weapon from his hand. She pointed it directly at his head. Every soldier on deck went for their gun.

“Stand down!” Jack yelled at them, never taking his eyes off Ryelin. No one pulled out their pistols. “Drop the gun Ryelin.”

“My name is Anya,” she said, not lowering the gun.

“No, it isn’t,” Jack said, taking a step toward her. “Not anymore. Anya died a long time ago. You are Ryelin now. Just a normal teenager from Earth.” He took another two steps towards her.

“NO I’M NOT!!” She screamed. “I am ANYA. I am the savior of Helitico! And you have kidnapped me! Take me back!” Jack looked at her and it suddenly donned on him. She was scared. She honestly thought she was Anya, and they were going to hurt her.

“We aren’t going to hurt you,” Jack said, taking another step closer.

“Don’t get any closer!” She yelled. He took another step towards her. She turned and pointed the weapon at the person nearest to her. Jack looked on in horror as he followed the barrel of the weapon to the head it was pointed at. Tana. Anya was holding a gun to Tana’s head. Jack was speechless.

They stood there. The three of them. All their eyes wide in fear. Silently, Sam crept up behind Ryelin, pulling out her Zat gun. Sam shot her once. Ryelin yelled out in pain, falling to the ground. Jack grabbed her as she fell and slowly lowered her to the ground. Tana took a few steps backwards, wanting to get away from the girl. Jack laid her on the ground and stood up.

As Jack stood up, a violent explosion rocked the ship. Everyone fell to the ground. Another explosion ripped through the ship, and another. Finally, all was still again.

“What was that?” Daniel asked, starting to stand back up.

“I don’t know,” Jack said with the same confusion. “I think we’ve been hit”

Thor went to his consol in the middle of the bridge.

“O’Neill is right. We have been hit.” Thor said calmly. “Our engines have been damaged.”

“Damaged?” Sam asked. “Can we fix it?”

“I do not believe so,” Thor said, remaining as calm as ever.

“So we’re going down?” Jack asked, moving over to the console. Thor nodded his head in agreement. Jack looked up at Sam. She shrugged, not knowing what to do. Jack pick up on of the long range communication devices. He handed it to Sam

“The Daniel Jackson calling the Thermopylae.” Sam said calmly into the receiver. No answer. “Thermopylae, do you copy, over?” Still nothing. Now they could feel the deceleration of the ship, and it’s slow plummet downward. Outside, the surface of the planet was coming closer and closer. Jack ripped the receiver from Sam’s hand.

“Thermopylae, please advise. If you can hear this, MAYDAY…I say again, MAYDAY…we are so going down.”

Millions of miles away, Col. Conner sat up straighter in his chair as he heard General O’Neill’s voice coming over the Asgard radio.

“Did he just say what I think he did?” Col. Conner asked Njord, his Asgard counterpart.

“If you think he said he was crashing, then yes.” Njord said, in the always serious Asgard way.

“Okay, plot a course for Helitico. Run engines at maximum. We should be there in two days…” Col. Conner sighed. He sat back in his chair, wondering how a simple mission to recover a power source had gone so incredibly wrong.


Chapter 7

Most of the crew was seriously injured. They needed medical treatment, but none was to be found. They were in the middle of a forest, on a hostile alien planet. And worst of all, they didn't know if help was coming.

"What if they saw the ship go down?" Sam asked Jack after everyone had been accounted for.

"Of course they saw it go down Carter," Jack said, annoyed. "They shot us down remember?" He got up and moved over to were Ryelin was sitting. Actually, at this point, it was still Anya. She had fought hard to get away in the moments after the crash. Jack was heartbroken when he had to bind her hands.

"Untie me and let me go, NOW!" She demanded as Jack walked towards her.

"You know I can't do that Ryelin."

"MY NAME IS ANYA!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Jack looked around to see that everyone had stopped what they were doing and were staring at the teenager.

"Jack, what did you do to her?" Daniel yelled, running towards them. Jack looked back at Ryelin. She was convulsing, he body being wracked by violent spasms.

"I didn't to anything," he said defensively, reaching out to her. The convultions stopped. Ryelin looked up at Jack, eyes wide.

"Where am I?" She said quietly. Jack could tell in her face and voice that they had Ryelin back, at least for the time being.

"We're still on the planet, kiddo. The ship crashed. Are you okay?" Jack reached out and touched her shoulder. She looked down at his hand, and like the flipping of a switch, she was Anya again.

"Why are you touching me, you dirty human?"

"Oh, so now you're better than human? Sorry to break it to you sweetheart, but you're human too." Jack said, getting fed up with Anya. Daniel looked at him with a look that said what is going on here? Jack stood up and turned his back to Anya. Daniel got up and pulled Jack to one side.

"What the hell is going on?" Daniel asked in a low wisper, looking over his shoulder at Ryelin.

"She has been brainwashed, and from the looks of that seizure, druged too." Jack answered in the same low tones. "All I know, is usually in the mornings she was almost herself. Just confused and scared. But at night, after walking with Ticho, she became a different person. She walked different, talked different. She was rude. And the weirdest thing was she could speak their language at night, but not in the mornings..."

"Did you say his name was Ticho? Do you think that would be spelled t-i-c-h-o?"

"I don't know. Why would that matter?"

"Because," Daniel said, pulling the big leather bound book from his bag. "That name and Ryelin's is in there. I haven't translated it all, but I got the names." Daniel walked over to Ryelin and knelt down in front of her. "Do you think you could help me translate this?"

"Why would I help you?" Anya said angrily. "You kidnapped me. I'm going to tell my father to have you killed. In the same spot as you're friend Jonas. Maybe you'll cry for mercy just like he did. I would like to see that."

Daniel didn't know what to say. He just stood up and walked away. Jack looked at Ryelin, noticing that Tana was sitting just a few feet away. From the look on her face, he knew Tana had heard Anya's threat. Jack went to Tana.

"He didn't cry, Jack," Tana said, unable to keep her eyes off the girl. "He was so brave. He stood up to them, and they blew him away."

"You don't have to talk about it."

"Who is that? That's not the same girl I met."

"No, it's not."


Anya had fallen asleep, much to the relief of most the camp. Jack watched her closely, half to make sure she didn't escape. She had two more episodes of convultions, but did not wake up.

Twice in the night they thought they heard people in the forest around them. Everyone was nervous and on edge. Jack had a perimeter set up, and at least two people on gaurd at all times. Jack was just drifting off to sleep when he herd the small figure next to him stir. He opened his eyes and looked at her. It was hard to tell if it was Anya or Ryelin.

"Don't worry Jack," she said, seeing the look in his eyes. "I'm Ryelin for now."

"How are you feeling?"

"Like my brain is being riped apart from the inside out. I have two lives in my head and I don't know which one is true. I know which one I want, but I don't know who I am."

"You're Ryelin."

"How do you know?" She said on the verge of tears.

"Because I can see it in your eyes. And I’ve known you for over a year now. I’ve met both the people in your brain. You are Ryelin.”

“I don’t know. I can’t even prove it to myself…”

“ Ryelin wouldn't hesitate to help the hurt crew."

"Where are they?" She said standing up. She relized that she was bound around the wrists and ankles. She looked at Jack.

"I'm sorry," he said as he cut them. "We had to. You...Anya kept trying to run away." He led her to the small casualty collection point. She went around, person to person, healing broken bones and concutions.

The final person she came to was Col. Collins. Sam told her that when they found him, the steel pole was stuck straight through his stomach and both legs were broken. Ryelin knelt down next to him. She placed one hand on the pole at the point where it entered his body. The other she used to grasp the upper part of the pole. She closed her eyes and pushed on his stomach while pulling on the pole. Suddenly, both were enveloped in a bright blue light. Slowly, the pole began to rise from his body.

She threw the pole away and collapsed. Collins began to sit up as Ryelin went into the worst convultions yet. Jack ran to her and pulled her tight into his arms.

"Fight it," he wispered into her ear. "Fight the drug, the thoughts. You are Ryelin Connor. You are a strong, good person. Fight it Ryelin." Her body was still, her eyes closed. Jack held onto her, leaning against a nearby tree. A few moments later, both were asleep. Daniel and Sam, stood over them, watching, confused.


It took the Thermopylae almost two days to reach them. While they waited, Jack kept a close eye on Ryelin. She would revert back to Anya for minutes at a time, but it always ended with violent, painful convultions.

To keep her occupied, Daniel gave her the book to translate. She still remembered the language of this planet, so it took her no time at all to finish it. She could remember it now even as Ryelin. It was almost as though the two memories were converging.

"Hey Daniel," Ryelin said. Tana, who had been talking with him, looked at her skeptically. "Don't worry Tana, I'm not that same girl who said all those horrible things. I'm sorry. But Daniel, I finished you're translation."

"Oh, let me see," he said excitedly. He pulled the book from Ryelin’s hands and read the paper.

This being the record of the formation of the Palladionians. As written by Brenton Larkin.

All living within our walls were once Hellicians. Due to great disagreements within our ranks, these following have become Palladionians. Living shall be a commune, war shall not exist. The Ryelin will not be harmed.

Our history is not a proud one. It is rooted in lies and deception. Three years ago the Hellician leader, a man named Vicrious was over powered by Ticho with the help of a young child. Vicrious's people were in disorder, as our leader was not truthful. So this child with the magical power was easily turned into our savior. We named her the Ryelin, a word derived from an ancient tounge no longer spoken by the Hellicians.

A small band of us saw the truth in all the lies. We saw that Ticho was simply using this child for his own gains. We had an insider in the Government Building, a man who found who this child really was.

Twenty years before, the great ring had been activated and a people with great power came through. Shortly they left, but rumor had it that one hand remained behind, not by his own accord. This prisioner was used in trying to give our people the misterious powers they held. First they tried injecting the stranger's blood into a test subject of our own people. All test subjects died. After ten years of extensive research, they created a human child with the stranger's genes and implanted it into one of our women.

It worked. The baby was born healthy and with the same abilities as the stranger. Our scientists created five more, Ryelin being the last and youngest.

It was at the age of seven that Ryelin was enlisted to help Ticho gain his political power. It was at age nine that we recruited her into our ranks. The young girl just wanted to be a young girl. She was very smart for her age and was begining to see what Ticho was doing. The man she called her father, Capt. Schmerz, the military leader, was often cruel to her, treating her like a possesion instead of a child.

At the age of ten Ryelin asked to be taken away. By this time the Palladionian Revolution had grown quite large.

Late one night, Ryelin snuck away from her gaurds (we do not know how and she will not speak of it) and opened the great ring for us. We did not know our destination, but we knew it would be better than where we were. The planet we landed on, after jumping from planet to planet to ensure we would not be followed or found, was a lousious one. It had beautiful green fields and think forest. We built a village, and my wife and I adopted Ryelin as our own.

This is how we were formed. We needn't any laws for we are a peaceful people. No one steals, no one kills. We live together in contentment. And so it shall ever be.

Brenton Larkin
Saran Larkin
Ryelin Larkin
Scoln Veritan
Gladen Veritan
Foral Veritan
Famet Veritan
Linan Partim
Tamerna Minser
Antik Jamis
Wayhnin Jamis
Kint Farler
Nern Minser
Plawner Nantic
Linan Nantic
Scoln Nantic
Wenin Veritan
Ranor Veritan
Dankern Larkin
Veritan Kimbage

"I remember moving there now," Ryelin told him. "I was ten, just like it said, and Ticho and my father thought I was ready to come off the drug, that I was totally in their control. But I wasn't, as you can tell."

"Wow, thank you so much for translating it," Daniel said, bearly hearingwhat she had said.

But Jack heard her. He walked to her. "What else do you remember?" He asked.

"Everything," She said, smiling. "It's like the drug unfogged the stuff MAjor Connor had made me forget. We lived on Pallidonia just as the book said. No laws, cause we didn't need them. Everything was perfect. We snuck back a few times to gain more followers. By the time Major Connor's team came through the gate, we had far more that a hundred in our community.

"But everything changed when Major Connor's team came through. He became obsessed with the fact that I was 'an ancient'. He and Dr. Williams started doing little experiments, to see what I was capable of. It was mainly Dr. Williams. After a while he wanted more. He had already used a lot of the other people to see what Naquada in the bloodstream would do. Alot of my people died. He knew about my healing abilities and tried it.

"This was too much for Major Connor. While we were doing one of the naquada experiments, Major Connors administered too much of it, knowing it would kill me. He thought it better than me being used like that. And this is where proof that it’s a small world after all, cause I ascended, with the help of Daniel, there. It was back when he was ascended, and I guess I didn’t know how, so he helped me through. Don‘t remember anything after that.”

"Wow," was all Jack could say. He stood there, just staring at her in amazement, when they heard a noice from above. Soon, a ship came into view over the tree line.

"What is that?" Ryelin said.

"It's the Thermopylae," Daniel said, eyes on the skies.

"How do you know?"

"The big USAF on the side is a good indication," Jack said sarcastically as a beam came down and took up the first few crew members from the crashed Daniel Jackson. "And that."

A few moments later, Sam, Daniel, Tana, Jack and Ryelin all stood together on the bridge of the Thermopylae.

"Welcome aboard, sir," the ships commander said from his chair.

"Heya Ox," Jack said. "Thanks for the rescue. It's time for nap now."

Ox had one of his Lieutenants show the rescuees to the infermery. They all needed to be checked out. Once everyone was on board, they set a course to earth.



"I'm actually nervous." Ryelin said. "I never get nervous." She squinted up the road, hoping for the thousanth time that she would actually see a car. She and Jack had been standing in front of Cheyenne Mountain for the past hour, waiting for Ryelin's new foster family to show up.

"Would you calm down," Jack teased. "You're making me nervous. Look, a car." And he wasn't kidding. A white SUV could be seen rounding a corner in the distance.

It was then that he noticed that he had only been half joking. He was nervous. He hoped beyond anything that the family was going to be good for her. He had personally picked them out from all the employees in the Mountian. He had chosen a 30-something couple with two kids.

The car pulled up in front of them, coming to a stop. Janis Palermo jumped out of the car before her husband had shut it off.

"Ryelin, it is so good to see you again," she said as she pulled her into a hug. Janis's husband walked up behind her. "This is my husband, Marc."

"Hi Marc," she said, reaching out her hand for a formal shake. Instead he pulled her into a hug.

"My wife has told me so much about you," he said, letting her go. "Said you two spent many a sleepless night together."

"Only because I wouldn't let her give me the pills."

Jack laughed. Yes, it looked like the night nurse and her family would be the perfect fit for Ryelin. Jack gave Janis all the paperwork for adoption as Marc helped Ryelin into the SUV.

"Thanks again," Jack said, shaking Janis's hand.

"It's my pleasure," she said as she turned and climbed into the vehicle. Marc started it up and steered back onto the road. Ryelin waved to Jack as they drove past. Jack watched the car until he couldn't see it anymore. Then he went back into the SGC, back to work.