Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stargate: Yugi ❯ Son of Anubis ( Chapter 3 )

Me: I LIVE! Xx And with bad sun burns.

 

Chuckles: oo *pokes sun burn*

 

Me: CHUCKLES I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! *chases with dagger*

 

Chuckles: oo *runs, jumping over random objects that happen to be there* we *jump* Don't own *jump* Yu-Gi-Oh or *jump* Stargate SG1! *trips and falls on face* owe….

 

Me: I also don't own Angreal, he belongs to Darkfire Storm. And I HAVE permission to use him so HA! =P!

 

Angreal: What?

 

Me: oo Nothing! *Cowers*

 

Angreal:……..

 

Chapter 3: The son of Anubis

 

Duke and Tristan scowled as Jack and Sam led them into their guestroom.

 

“I can't believe I'm stuck with you!” they muttered in unison when they arrived.

 

“I hope you'll enjoy your stay here,” Jack smiled, if you need anything DON'T ask,” he slammed the door and rubbed his temple, “I hate Aspirin, it never works.”

 

Sam laughed as they walked to the debriefing room, “What do you think of our guest?” she asked.

 

Jack crossed his arms, “if they're not snakes, their working for them,” he looked at Sam, “soo…if you're no doing anything tonight want to get a bite to eat?” Sam looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “As friends!” he quickly reassured. `Just as friends..' a nagging voice said in the back of his head but he shoved it away.

 

Sam nodded, “Sure, that sounds like fun,” She replied sitting down.

 

Jack had just began the meeting a few minutes later when the alarm went off, “DAMMIT!” He cried out and stormed to the control room, “Who the Hell is it now?”

 

“The Tok'ra,” The gate dude (I can't remember his name…Wallace? Warden? XxU) replied.

 

Jack gave a sigh growl and walked to the gate room, “Yee-haw for me…” he muttered as the wormhole opened.

 

After a short while two Tok'ra stepped out. One had long blue hair and an assortment of pouches around his waist. His cold brown eyes darted back and forth, watching everyone carefully. The other kept glancing at him, as if something wasn't quite right.

 

“Hey,” Jack waved, “What brings you two here?”

 

Without warning the Tok'ra with the blue hair stabbed the other, a cruel smirk on his face, The stabbed Tok'ra looked at him, shock and realization spread across his face before he fell to the floor, dead. The blue haired Tok'ra freed his knife and looked around the room, eyes glowing.

 

“SNAKE!” Jack called and the guards began to shoot.

 

The Goa'uld (For anyone who doesn't get it, the blue haired Tok'ra was actually a Goa'uld ^^U) stuck a piece of fabric into a pouch, “Fear the son of Anubis!” He yelled before throwing a separate pouch onto the floor, filling the room with an orange smoke, causing everyone to cough wildly.

 

Between his coughs and curses Jack heard some guns still being shot, “Hold you fire!” he called, voice rough, before going into another coughing fit. When that one had stopped he heard the gate open, `please let that be reinforcements…' he hoped.

 

After a while the smoke cleared and there was no sign of the Goa'uld other than the dead Tok'ra, “DAMMIT!” he yelled again. He stood there cursing for a few minutes before something clicked, “ANUBIS HAS A SON!?!?!”

 

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Angreal Ashan stumbled through the gate on the other end, one arm holding the fabric he dipped in a pouch to his face and the other clutching his shoulder which was soaked in blood. One of the Tau'ri had fired a lucky shot. He leaned against a tree and removed his shirt to take out the bullet.

 

When he had finished with that he took out a red powder and rubbed it into the wound, grinding his teeth. When he cleaned it off there was no trace of the wound besides the blood on his shirt.

 

He closed his eyes and leaned against a tree, that particular powder had a side effect of exhaustion.

 

“Awe…did the wittle Angel have an accident?” A voice rung behind him.

 

Angreal's eyes shot open and he spun around, coming face to face with a woman. He light brown eyes held spots of green which shimmered in her taunting mood. She left her green hair cropped close to her scalp, all but the bangs which framed her face.

 

“Kineana…” Angreal growled, “You know I despise that name.” Though he knew himself that she preferred Kina.

 

Kina leaned against a tree, “It's true it doesn't suit you. Angel's are suppose to be attractive and smart, you are neither.”

 

Angreal ignored this remark, used to her tongue, “May I remind you how tempting it is to kill you?”

 

Kina shrugged “And you are wounded, in fact the only thing keeping me from killing you is I want to defeat you in an even match,” It was true, even though she was a Goa'uld and a bounty hunter, Kina had a strong sense of honor. Plus the fact that every time they did fight a fair match it always turned into a draw with both of them crittically wounded.

 

She stepped forward, “Tell me, O mighty Angreal, why do you have a Tok'ra as your host?”

 

“If you must know I used it to go to Tau'ri, though I didn't get much done.” Angreal closed his eyes, feeling un-threatened.

 

“Your kidding me!” Kina exclaimed, “You were at Tau'ri and you didn't get a head!?! Not even a finger!?! You really ARE an idiot!”

 

Angreal growled and with lightning speed, pulled out his dagger and cut Kina on the arm. He smirked as she fell to the ground, glaring at him. He had used a powder on that dagger that causes extreme pain to whoever it cuts for an hour. An hour for each cut. The pain was so unbearable that the victom can't even scream.

 

“Another time Kineana..” he whispered in her ear before walking away.

 

Kina growled, growled at her enemy Angreal, growled at her own stupidity for pushing her luck, and growled at her least favorite feeling, helplessness. She closed her eyes and hoped no one would come.

 

End Chapter

 

Me: HAH! DONE! ^^

 

Chuckles: ?-? The fic is over?

 

Me: No! Baka! The chapter is.

 

Chuckles: Oh..^-^U I knew that!

 

Jardina: *rolls eyes* Whatever,

 

Chuckles: REVIEW!