*The Symbol of the Winged Serpent*

                                                  by Ånkhesenppaten

                                  daughteroftheancientblood@yahoo.com

        

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Tanith/ Isis, Ba’al/ Isis

Category: Drama, Romance

Warning: Some language.  Sex is present in Heterosexual Situations.  

 Notes: Can be set in between Season 7 and 8. This is basically a “non-important” character story. It doesn’t really have much to do with the four main characters of Stargate. Teal’c plays a bigger part then any of the others, and he’s only really in the last part of the story.
Disclaimer: Stargate and anything connected to Stargate belong to Gekko, Glassner/Wright, Anderson/Greenberg, MGM, Showtime, and Double Secret Productions. The author is not making any money off of this or any other of their stories. If you feel the need to sue, go ahead all you're gonna get is a collection of model horses and stuffed animals.
Summary: A new member of SG-2 is taken over by and Goa’uld. And the fun ensues.
        

 

General Hammond sat in his office, reviewing folders. There was quiet a large stack of file folders, each one was the military record of some of the people who were chosen to fill the empty position of SG-2. On a recent mission to P3X-403, Major Penhall was killed by a group of jaffa that had accidentally dialed in and decided to take the planet in the name of Ba’al.

Hammond decided that SG-2 needed a new leader before their next mission with SG-1 back to the Alpha Site. There were several competent applicants but one seemed to stand out more than any of the others.

Her name was Catherine Raven. She was a Major and was working on one of the outer rings of the SGC loop. She had several years of Black Ops training and a dozen of Black Ops missions. In the Gulf War, she had lead two regiments into major combat. In ’97, she was brought into the Stargate Program to be a liaison, along with Mj. Davis.

She was scheduled to meet with Hammond today. He was getting everything ready when an airman opened the door.

“Sir, Mj. Raven is waiting for you.”

“Send her in.”

“Yes, sir.” The airman left and a few moments later a beautiful, young woman, with black hair put up in a bun and black eyes, dressed in her dressed blues walked in the door. She stood there and waited for Hammond to recognize her. He looked up to see her and stood up.

“Please, sit.” She came over, shook his hand, and sat down. “I have called here to tell you what I have decided. You know that you are one of multiple people chosen to take the position on SG-2.”

“Yes sir.”

“Well, looking at your excellent credentials, I have chosen to have you fill that position. Your first mission will be beginning place at 1500 hours tomorrow. You will need to be here and ready at 1400 for briefing. There you will be learning all that you need to know. Dismissed.”

“Thank you sir.” Catherine stood up, saluted, and walked out the door. She was ecstatic, though she didn’t want to show it. She just calmly walked to the elevator and went up to the ground level.

This is what was had wanted in the first place, to be on one of the SG teams. She didn’t care which one. She just wanted to be on one. SG-2, wow! That was a huge step up. So close to SG-1, her role models.

 As he got in her car and began to drive home, she began to have thoughts and ideas of what could happen. She had read many of the mission reports from SG-1. Though she had never ever seen the Stargate but she had all these fantastic visions of things that would happen on her first mission.

She pulled into her driveway and went into the house. She made herself some dinner and sat down to reread some of her favorite mission reports. One of her very favorites was one where SG-1 was captured by Anubis, on purpose Jack so casually added, and Felger and Coombs almost messed it all up.

As she read on, she added elements to her own dream. The read was beginning to make her tired and she fell asleep on the living room couch.

 

 

When she arrived at the base the next morning, she found that she was the only one in the briefing room. No one else had shown up yet. So she just sat down and waited patiently. Her wait was a long one but she was hyped up she didn’t care. Hammond was the first to arrive, soon followed by Hanson, Warren, and Casey.

Then, to her surprise, SG-1 walked through the door. She quickly stood up and at attention. Being somewhat embarrassed, they asked her to sit.

“Now, I’ve gotten a message from the Alpha Site. They’ve been having some problems with a couple of “gaterunners”, as they keep saying. These people came from an unknown location and ran around stealing equipment from the sit, and retreating through the gate. I want you to catch them.”

“Well, General, your wish is our command. Just make sure to pack our lunches. I would like a ham sandwich in mine, along with a ba-.”

  “SGs 1 and 2, you are good to go.” He cut Jack short; he didn’t want to listen to any of his bullshit. Everyone began to file out of the room, making their way to the changing rooms to get ready.

After about five minutes, Catherine walked into the gate room to see the gate with an established wormhole and all of SG-2. They were just waiting on SG-1 to show up.

Their wait wasn’t long. Jack was the first to walk in. He and Daniel were arguing about some useless topic. Daniel was prodding all the facts and Jack, like normal, was not listening and thinking about something totally different.

Jack led the way, followed by Daniel, still going on; Sam went in, then Teal’c. Catherine led her team up the ramp and through the gate.

Two days later, SG-1and -2 returned to the SGC. Hammond was waiting in the gateroom for the first report.

“I trust that everything was taken care of and all of the items taken was returned or recovered.”

“Yes, General. Everything that reported missing has been returned and put back into use.”

“Good, we debrief in half an hour.” Everyone went to their dressing rooms and changed.

After an hour and half of debriefing and putting up with Jack’s bull, Hammond allowed them to take their leave and go home. Catherine was rounding up her things, as everyone left. Hammond pulled her aside.

“I’m very impressed how you handled yourself. I know that that was your first mission, but you handled yourself like a trained professional.”

“Thank you sir.”

“That’s why I’ve decided to give you a mission of your own. I’ve already informed the others. You are to be here tomorrow at 900 hours,”

“Thank you sir.”

“I don’t usually give newbies a command alone this early, but you’ve proved to me that you can handle it. Dismissed.” He saluted her and she saluted back.

Catherine was ecstatic. She dropped by Hammond’s office and picked up the briefing file on the mission. She wanted to look inside but she decided to wait until she got home.

The anticipation was enormous but her able to wait. She got in her car and preceded home.

Home wasn’t far so she was there in a matter of minutes. She grabbed her normal Uncle Ben’s Sweet and Sour Pork bowl, stuck in the microwave, and stuck in some Salt n’ Peppa. After about five minutes, Catherine sat down with her meal and the mission report.

P4X- 771 was a planet located in the Capricorn arm. No one had been there yet and the planet was next up on the list of planet addresses Jack had put into the system while he still under Ancient control. Teal’c said that he had never gone to the planet with Apophis. He had said that few Goa’uld ventured to there, though he didn’t know why.

It was 11:00 by the time that she was done reading. She took a shower and slipped into bed. As she rolled over to look at the picture of her father on the night stand, she realized that she was never going to get any sleep. But she was going to damn well try.

After an hour of lying there, Catherine sat up and looked over at the bathroom. She slid out of the bed and walked over to the bathroom. She opened up the cabinet and took out a bottle of Perkaset. She popped a couple of pills in her mouth and went back to bed. In a few minutes, she was asleep.

 

 

The alarm went off at 8 sharp. Catherine awoke to see her cat at the base of the bed and the sun cascading on everything in the room.

She got out of bed and poured herself a bowl of cereal. As she flipped on her computer, she thought of the coming day. She typed in her email address as she quickly devoured the bowl of Count Chocula.

As she finished, she looked over at the clock. It was already 8:30. She grabbed some and ran into her bathroom to take a shower. She was covered in sweat from the dream (or nightmare) that she had had the night before.

About twenty minutes later, Catherine stepped out of the shower. She through on her clothes, did her hair, grabbed her key and the mission report, and ran out to the car. She arrived at the base and 8:50 and made it to the briefing room just n time.

Sam was in charge of giving the briefing and Daniel was giving a briefing on the archeological point of view. Thought absolutely nothing was known about the planet, he was going to give his knowledge on the situation.

Catherine sat there, soaking up all the information like a sponge. Teal’c was also present, though she had no idea why. He sat at the end of the table, watching contently.

After about a half an hour, Hammond gave the go ahead and SG-2 was allowed to change. They were anxious, Catherine the most of which, and dressed quickly.

They all met in front of the gate, dressed and ready to go. Hammond, Teal’c Sam, and Daniel were all in the control room to see them off.

“SG-2, you have a go.” Catherine nodded and walked through, followed by Casey, Hanson, and Warren.

In a matter of seconds, Catherine stepped through to see a lush area surrounding the gate, approximately 20 or 25 miles around the gate.

“Alright, spread out. Check for any sign of civilizations. Find out if anything you can.” Hanson and Warren broke off from the other two and went south. “Casey, you track west. See what you can find.” As he walked off, Catherine looked off into the east.

With ideas of everything and anything that could happen being conjured up in her mind, she looked into the forest that seemed to surround everything. She walked through it until she came to a clearing.

There was nothing in the clearing but grass, weeds, and a pool. Catherine raised her weapon as she walked closer. The pool was a bit murky but she could somewhat to the bottom. There seemed to be fish and a few snakes. There was nothing there that seemed to be dangerous.

Suddenly, she heard something russell in the woods behind her. She flipped around to see nothing but the weeds blowing in the light wind.

As she turned around, she saw a Goa’uld symbiote launched right at her throat. It was too quick and she wasn’t able to fend it off. It punctured her windpipe and attached itself to her brainstem. She fee to the ground.

Catherine grasped her throat as her eyes glowed. It was no use. The symbiote had control and there was nothing she could do. But it didn’t take full control and put her into a coma. Major Warren walked into the clearing and saw her there.

“Casey, Hanson, report to the gate. Dial home and tell General Hammond to get a med team ready.”

“What’s the problem?”

“Major Raven is unconscious.”

“Gate activated, sir.” Warren checked for a pulse. There was one but it was weak. He picked her up and began to carry her towards the gate.

When he arrived, there was a medic team waiting with a stretcher. He placed her on the stretcher and they carried her through.

“What the hell happened?”

“We don’t know, sir. I found her lying by a pool. She was unconscious and she had this slit in her throat.” He pulled her shirt out of the way and showed him the slit. There was a small stream of blood flowing from it. A medic quickly covered it with a bandage.

“Oh my god. Get Teal’c in here immediately!” As the airman ran out of the room, the medics carried Catherine to the elevator.

She was brought into the infirmary and laid on one of the quarantine beds. Dr. Paul quickly put all of the monitors on and began to check her vitals. Teal’c ran into all of the chaos. He stood near the back of the room, out of the way, until everything settled down.

“Teal’c, would you please step over here.” Teal’c walked over to the bed. Catherine lay there, like an angel in solitude. She was in restraints; Hammond thought it was for the best. “What do you think this is?” He pulled back the shirt revealing the bandage. He took it off. Teal’c raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

“Have you done an MRI?”

“No, why?”

“You need to get her in there right away.”

“Marks, Fitzgerald, take her down to the lab.” They wheeled her down the hall. “What do you think it is?”

“I won’t know ‘til I see the MRI.” When the got there Catherine was in the MRI machine and the other two were setting things up.

After two minutes of scanning the back of her neck and head, they got an image.

“Just as I thought.” There it was, in the exact position they usually were, the Goa’uld symbiote.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Yeah, a symbiote.” He picked up the phone. “General Hammond, can you get down to the med lab immediately?” He looked back at the screen as he hung up the phone. He couldn’t understand it. The symbiote was obviously had control over her and was mature.

Why did it put her in a coma? Why didn’t it use her body to access the Stargate? So many questions.

General Hammond walked into the room. He looked like he knew what was going on but he still had a glimmer of uncertainty.

“Is it what I thought?”

“Yeah. A Goa’uld symbiote. It entered her in the same way that the symbiote entered Hebron.”

  “Why is she in a coma?”

“I don’t know. It looks like the symbiote has control but isn’t using it. We’re gonna have to wait until she revises consciousness, if she does.”

“Alright, alert me the moment she’s awake. Until then, keep me posted.” A he left the room, Teal’c, Paul, Mark, and Fitzgerald wheeled Catherine back into the quarantine room. They set her up and restrained her.

One by one, the other three left the room. Teal’c was the only one. He pulled up a chair and sat vigil along side her bed. The wait was to be a long one.

 

 

Four days later, Catherine opened her eyes, though they didn’t glow. She tried to move but was stopped short by the restraints. Teal’c awoke from his nap as she moved around. He ran over and called Hammond.

Dr. Paul, along with three other orderlies and Sam, came into the room. Hammond wasn’t far behind. They gathered around the bed.

“Who am I talking to?”

“Major Catherine Raven, USAF.”

“Do you know what’s happened to you?”

“The last thing I remember is walking up to a pool, off – world, I turned around, and there was a Goa’uld symbiote leaping for my throat. There was pain and then nothing but blackness.”

“Major, you have a symbiote located on your spine. As of yet, we’re not sure why it put you in a coma or why it hasn’t taken over. We have you in restraints in case it becomes in control. Until we are certain of things at hand, you’ll remain here.”

“Major Carter, I can assure you that I am in complete control.”

“We’ve the Goa’uld pull this stunt before and we just don’t want to take any chances.”

“Teal’c’s right, Major.” Catherine couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Forced to stay in a bed, not being able to go anywhere. She just shook her head. “There always will be a guard posted outside, if you need anything.” Oh, yeah, that made her feel so much better.

“Thank you, General.”

“Major Carter, do you think that you could find something out?”

“Possibly.”

“Alright, keep me in the know. Major Raven, I’ll check in from time to time.” He whispered something to Dr. Paul and then left the room. The orderlies left not long after.

Catherine didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t allowed to do anything. Well, at least Teal’c was there.

“Teal’c?”

“Yeah?”

“How long was I out?”

“From the time you were brought through the gate, about five days. Before that, I’m not sure.”

“Tell me about the Goa’uld. You know much more about the subject.” As Teal’c began to talk, Catherine began to become drowsy. It wasn’t that he was boring her, far from it. All of the excitement, though there wasn’t much, was wearing her down.

She was asleep in a matter of minutes. Teal’c smiled and began to stoke her hair, after he realized he realized she was asleep. He sat there, watching her sleep until he couldn’t stay awake any longer.

He slipped away so that he could catch a nap. Not long after he left, Catherine awoke.

“Airmen, can you come over her please?” The walked over to the bed.

“What is it Major?”

“I need to go to the bathroom. Would you be so kind as to let me go so that I may go?” One looked over at the other. The unlocked all of her restraints and led her to the bathroom.

As they led her down any empty corridor, she elbowed one of the guards in the nose and kneed the other in the groin. She grabbed one of their zat’nik’ktels, shot them both, and made for the elevator.

She got to level 28. As she made her way to the control room, she shot everyone in her path.

“You, activate the gate. Dial P3X-296.” She pointed the zat at Master Sergeant Davis. He began to dial as the siren went off. “Shut off the gateroom. Do not allow anyone on this level.” The doors closed and the elevator stopped. She grabbed SG-2’s GDO.

The gate established an outgoing wormhole. Catherine’s eyes glowed as she shot Davis. She ran down to the gateroom. She made her way up the ramp as Hammond, SG-1, and six other airmen appeared in the control room.

“Shut that gate down!” She disappeared through it before they could disconnect the wormhole. She reappeared back on the planet. She smelled the air as she walked off the steps.

“Ah, it is good to finally smell the air of the planet where I have been restricted to for so long.” Her voice was that of the typical Goa’uld. It was now in complete control.

She walked over to one of the trees and took out two things. One was a ribbon devise and the other was a Goa’uld Long Range Communication Devise. She placed the device in her hand and held up the sphere. An image of Tanith appeared on it.

“Yes.”

“Tanith, it is I, Isis. I have taken a new host and I am in need of your help.”

“And why should I help you?”

“Because I can bring more jaffa under you control and add more ships to your armada. And I devote my loyalty to you. I know that Anubis and Apophis are both dead and that you are presumed dead by the Tau’ri and the System Lords. Perhaps you, yourself, with my help, could become a System Lord.” The seed was planted in his head.

“Alright, I will send an al’kesh to pick you up. It may take a few days for it to arrive, thought. Report to me as soon as you arrive.” She bowed her head and the sphere returned to normal.

She found a place in the shade, near the pool, and just decided to wait.

About twelve hours later, Isis looked up to see an al’kesh fly over. Apparently, they weren’t able to see her. She walked out from under the tree to a clearing, where they could see her and easily pick her up.

They flew over and rung her aboard. There were two jaffa manning the helm, four in the canon room, and two were standing there waiting for her.

“Lord Tanith awaits to hear word from you and thanks you for your allegiance. There is a change of clothes in your quarters on deck one. You may also find a communication sphere there. There is a sarcophagus should you need to rest.”

“Where exactly is your master?”

“He is on Tasherit. I am not permitted to say anything else. We will be stationed on this level if you should need anything.” She waved them off and proceeded to deck one.

Everything was where the jaffa said. She slipped out of the hospital gown that they had dressed her in and slipped into a silver belt that had gold circlets around it. There were two pieces of black silk, which hung down between her legs in the front and down her butt in the back, attached to the belt. There were two cuff anklets, which she wrapped around her ankles, and two pairs of cuffs, one which she snapped around her wrists and the other she snapped around her upper arms.

There was also a breast piece. It was one solid piece of silver, which hinged under her arms. There were a pair of wings that covered the nipples and connected and attached in her cleavage. It held her breasts firm, covered, and in place. She had a little trouble getting it on but, once it was on, it felt snug and secure.

A beautiful collar made of silver, gold, lapis lazuli, garnet, and turquoise along with a diadem, made of solid god, were also lying on top of the sarcophagus. She put both of these on.

There was one last thing to put on. It was a silver ring that had a solid piece of lapis lazuli held on it. Inscribed on the lapis were the names of Isis and Tanith, side by side, marking their alliance and their marriage, in sorts. Tanith would have one himself, no doubt. She slipped it on as she let out a large sigh.

“That feels so much better. Now,” She picked up the communication sphere, “down to business” Tanith appeared on it.

“It is good to see that my jaffa found you and that you are safe.”

“Thank you for the clothing and jewelry that you have sent.”

“The two jaffa that met you in the ring room will bring you to me when you arrive.”

“Until then…” Tanith bowed his head and the sphere returned to normal. “Jaffa kree leaa renec!” The two jaffa walked into the room. “I want you to awake me the moment that we reach Tasherit.”

“Yes, my Lady.”

“Now, leave me.” They bowed and left. She opened the sarcophagus and climbed in. As it closed, she closed her eyes and prayed for a quick journey.

 

 

Isis opened her eyes to see one of the jaffa looking over her.

“Lady, we are here.” She sat up and climbed out of the sarcophagus. She walked down to the peltak. They were, indeed, there.

The jaffa led her out of the al’kesh and into the ha’tak. They rung to another level and preceded onto where Tanith was. The jaffa stopped at one of the closed doors in the hallway.

“Our master is here. He wants only to see you. We will be out here.” They opened the door and Isis stepped into the room. She looked around. There were two chairs that resembled thrones, one larger then the other. Around those were several tables, each piled high with different offerings, which included incense, candles, fruit, vegetables, wine, and meat. Incense of all different scents danced around the room and enticed her senses.

There were statues all around the room of different deities from different pantheons. On each of the walls there were paintings and inscriptions portraying dozens of servants bringing hundreds upon hundreds of offerings before the table of Tanith.

She sat down in the larger of the two thrones. No one was there, but she knew she had better wait.

“That is my throne. Yours is the one next to it. I want you to rule by my side. Not only can you add jaffa and ships to my fleet, but, whether you know it or not, you are a queen. You can produce a new batch of larvae, so that we may bring more under our control, whether by servants or by servants.” He also had the same gold/lapis ring she did.

“And if I refuse?”

“I do not know why you would want to. I can give you anything your heart desires. And, if you do not, then I will kill you and your host. But I am sure that it will not come to that.”

“I am sure it will not. I know that two symbiotes are unable to produce any other larvae. So how am I to produce a batch?”

“I will give you the chose out of all of my human slaves, even my lo’taur, of which you would want to take to your bed. Then you may choose your own lo’taur. I have an entire floor prepared for you. Anything you could want.”

“I will do this. You said that you would give me anything I want, correct?”

“Correct. What is it that you want?”

“What I want is you. Am I permitted to have that?”

“Jaffa, kree!” The two that were standing at the door came into the room.

“Yes, master?”

“Take your Lady to my chambers,” he looked over at Isis, “I will be there in a few moments. Provide her with anything she could possibly want.”

“Yes.”

“Go with them. Ta’nak and An’tor are your personal ante rage now. Should you need anything, they are at your service.” Tanith left the room. Isis and the jaffa began to walk to the rings. They rung up to level four.

“My Lady, we are not permitted to go any further. The room is on the right hand side, near the end of the hall.”

“Alright, I will send for you when needed.” The jaffa bowed and initiated the rings. After they were gone, Isis went down to the room.

The room was fairly large. On every wall, there were paintings of different Gods and Goddesses, though they were lacking of inscriptions. There was a king size bed, covered in black silk sheets Two nightstands stood on either side of the bed. There wasn’t much else in the room.

She took off her belt, breast piece, diadem, and placed them on the floor. As she slipped between the silk sheets, she thought of everything that she would do to him.

Tanith opened the door and saw her lying on the bed in a rather sensuous and sexy position. He closed the door and walked over the end of the bed.

“Are you certain of what you want?”

“Never have I been more certain. It has been a long time since I have known another’s touch.” Tanith smiled and took off his clothes. He slipped between the sheets with her.

“You have chosen a very beautiful host. Of all of the specimens I have seen, she stands out among them.” He cupped her jaw in his hand and kissed her. He continued down her throat to her breasts. It was there that he noticed something. “What is this?”

“A birthmark. My host had it when I took her. It is very strange. The shape of the mark looks like that of a symbiote or that of a mystical dragon.”

“Then that means that she was destined to become a host.”

“Yes, I have the knowledge of others that have come before. They also bear the symbol of the winged serpent.” Tanith smiled and continued to kiss her breasts. He kissed down her stomach to her navel.

He kissed around it and probed his tongue in and out of it. As her massaged her breasts, he kissed down to her nether lips. She moaned softly. He sucked her clit as he probed his fingers around in her.

She whined for him to stop but that only made him continue on with a faster pace. He sucked her harder until she was so close to the brink of explosion.

He quickened the pace and she cam, screaming his name. She smiled and sat up. She kissed while forcing him on his back. She smiled and slipped underneath the covers.

She found her way down to the line of hairs that lead to his already erect shaft. He closed his eyes and moaned somewhat loudly.

She twisted her tongue around his smooth shaft and engulfed it. He groaned as she did unimaginable things with her moist mouth. Finally, as she tightened her lips, he was on the verge of cumming. But before he could, she withdrew and continued with her hands. He squealed with pleasure as he erupted all over her hands.