Sacrifice Moon by Stargate

Author:Stargate
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2009-12-14T13:19:00+00:00

The only thing that didn't fit the Greek image was the metal brace on her left arm. He'd seen that before, on Apophis. Definitely Goa'uld manufacture.

"Kneel," she said, and her eyes did the white flash thing.

Kiss my ass, he was about to snap back, but then his knees went out from under him and he went down hard, and no matter how much he wanted to give her the benefit of his acid disbelief, he couldn't get the words to come out of his mouth. He raised one hand and fumbled with the collar, tugging at it.

"You waste your time," she murmured, and reached out to trail cool white fingers over his, over the collar, over his sweating skin. "You are not of my worlds, stranger. How do you come here? Who offers you as tribute to Artemis?"

He was free to answer that one; he could feel his tongue and throat unfreezing. It took a huge effort to keep the words back. Not doing what you want, bitch.

"Speak." Her fingers lifted his chin and forced him to meet her eyes. "You are a warrior, I see it in your eyes. I like warriors. They make good sport."

"Bite me," he managed to whisper. She smiled - cold silver lips, a sweet schoolgirl smile. He didn't let it defuse his rage. She'd stolen that body, murdered the person it had housed. A snake with a nice face was still a snake. "I won't run for you."

"You will." Her fingernails bit into the tender skin under his chin, drawing blood, and then she let go and walked a few steps away. "I smell the fear in you, warrior. It rises up like the smoke of sacrifice. Your comrades already understand their place. You will hunt and be hunted soon, all of you. And that will please me."

Move the gun. Bring it in line and fire. She can only kill you once. He tried to force his muscles to obey, but they were locked, held tight in her control. The collar. The damn collar. Had to get it off.. .

"Your world," Artemis said, and seated herself on a nearby cracked marble block, with one crisscrossed sandaled foot dangling and swinging. "Which god rules you?"

"You aren't a god."

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