h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Bastet glares and sweeps out*

*Atum laughs and walks back to his chambers*

*Atum escorts the major into the throne room. A long table is set out in the middle of the great chamber. Various dignitaries and elders from a multitude of worlds are seated enjoying the feast that is being laid before them. All around various entertainers and musicians are providing amusement for the revelers. Many slaves are busy rushing from the table, providing a varied and exotic menu.

A hush descends.

At the head of the table two decorative and ornate chairs sit empty. The silence is tangible as all the entertainment and conversation dies.

Atum leads the major to the lesser of the two massive chairs. Once both are seated...*

It is your gods command. Let the feast continue.

*The major stays seated, relatively calm, but wears a facial expression that suggests she is waiting for the other shoe to drop.*

*all around the banquet starts again in ernest and atum leans over and whispers to the major*

All of them worship me as a god. If I commanded it, I could have all of them beheaded and laid before you. And none of them. None of them, would refuse me. Yet you are still unimpressed. Tell me why this is?

Not exactly unimpressed per se. You've managed to fool them all, and that takes a great amount of talent.

And I really wish you wouldn't do that.

*Continues wishing she was on the other side of the galaxy.*

*atum smirks at the major and rises to his feet*

My subjects...

*again a rapid silence descends across the feast*

...I have graciously brought you all before to witness the full power of your god. You are all from different planets. Many of them seperated across far reaches of the galaxies. But none of you escape my gaze.

On many of your planets you worshiped weak and pitifull gods. That is at an end. Your lord Atum, your rightfull master now reigns above you.

I am benevolent. But it dissappoints me that I hear of rebellion. Of talk of a different way. That some of the gods have fallen. Jaffa who only care for themselves. Jaffa who would pillage entire worlds. Jaffa who have been cast way-ward by the Tauri.

*atum pauses and shakes his head*

To demostrate how weak these tauri are, how misguided and evil their teachings are. I, your god have summoned one before you to show their weakness.

*Atum spreads his arm around to show the major*

Behold how your lord deals with such devils.

*a jaffa walks up behind the major holding a large brass pot*

*Looks at the pot, and looks at Atum.*

Yeah- remember what I said about compliance TO A POINT!?!

*Forgets looking at anything, and tries to scramble to a safer distance.*

*a second jaffa places his hands roughly down on the majors shoulders, and atum continues*

No one shall defy Atum. Let this be a warning to anyone who deviates from the ancient and true gods.

*the first jaffa takes the lid from the pot*

*Scandrea tries to push up against the second jaffa, but fails. She clenches her jaw, knowing what's coming next. Tiny tears find their way to the corners of her tightly-closed eyes. She does not scream.*

*looking in the opposite direction atum raises his hand and the first jaffa quickly puts the lid back down*

*addressing the crowd*

See how they would shierk from imortality. See how weak and pathetic they are.

*atum leans toward the major and whispers in her ear*

The choice is still yours. You can choose to embrace you destiny. Or you can fight it!

*Scandrea hasn't let up on the second jaffa at all. She's still trying to stand, or wriggle out of his grasp enough to slip away. She opens her eyes and stares directly at Atum, and whispers hoarsely.*

I will fight!

*atum smiles and stands upright*

I knew you would.

*the jaffa reopens the lid and a symbiote jumps out and straight toward the back of the majors head. Just where her skull meets her cervical spine*

*Scandrea can't help but give a bloodcurdling scream when she feels the symbiote burrow into her neck. She loses control over her voice first as the thing forces its way into her body, sifting through her memories. Scandrea's head drops. Her last private conscious thought:*

~~~"I will fight." Good choice. Good last words.~~~

*The next time her head raises her eyes are glowing gold.*

<*Has feelings of Deja Vu now*>

*The new goa'uld/Scandrea looks up at Atum, as if waiting for some kind of input. Meanwhile, Scandrea still exists.*

~~~Stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Why did I think he wasn't going to do this? Arrgh! I should have put the boot in when I had the chance.~~~

{{{Symbiote} Silence: you are the host, and I am the god.}}

~~~Oh, come off it! You're no more a god than my best friend's dog, we both know it, and we both know we know it!~~~

{{{This is merely temporary. In time, you will cease to exist, and I will reign.}}}