Stargate SG-1 19 - Oceans of Dust by Peter J. Evans

Author:Peter J. Evans [Evans, Peter J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Black and Gold

Almost as soon as Teal’c had been marched out into the high cool air of the Ha’tak’s glider bay, he had begun formulating his escape plan.

There was a very slight delay, however: he had allowed himself a moment of relief upon leaving the Pit. It was a weakness, of that he was well aware, and under normal circumstances he would have denied himself such feelings. But his time in the structure had been difficult, not least because of the suffering the place had inflicted on Major Carter. Teal’c hadn’t enjoyed watching that at all.

The feeling had been his celebration, and it had only lasted a second or two. Anything beyond that was a self-indulgence, a luxury he could ill afford, so he stored it away. When he and Carter were on safer ground, he would, perhaps, allow himself to revisit it.

But not now. Not until he was very far from the Pit of Sorrows and its mysterious occupant.

A bridge had been extended to the Pit’s doorway. It was narrow, only just wide enough to allow two men to walk side by side, but it spread slightly where it touched the pit. Four Jaffa, clad in the armor of Neheb-Kau, stood there, two at either side, covering him with staff weapons as he and Carter were ushered outside. He half expected one or more of them to speak as he passed, to spit an insult or a curse, to call him shol’va, traitor against the Gods. But none of the Jaffa uttered a sound—if anything, their attitude spoke of silent respect. As soon as he and the surviving snake-guard from the Pit went past them they simply fell into formation behind him.

The First Prime of Neheb-Kau stayed behind.

Carter walked in front, coated with the Pit’s foul dust. The stuff was in her hair and on her skin, aging her. Perhaps that was why the Jaffa had not cursed him, Teal’c surmised. He was disguised by dust. That could work to his advantage.

On the other hand, the reason might lie in the fact that to his knowledge no Jaffa had seen nor heard from Neheb-Kau in hundreds of years. And if the Goa’uld had been cut off from the other System Lords, either by accident or design, it was entirely possible that no-one here knew that Teal’c was anyone other than the First Prime of Apophis. This, too, could work in his favor.

Gather your advantages like seeds, Master Bra’tac had once told him. Tend them well, and when the time is right they will flower into victory.

There could be no wiser teacher. The lesson had been learned, and learned well: Teal’c never let such a seed fall from his grasp.

The bridge clattered and moved beneath his feet as he walked. It was not well-made; he could see fractures in its flooring panels, spots of corrosion on the handrails. The supports that suspended it from the ceiling were ill-matched, as though built from scavenged materials. That was unexpected, and Teal’c

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