emeraldsnakes

Summary: Stories that take place before Sentinels and taged to different SG1 episodes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate

Words: 806
Tag: Seth
Title: Singing Soprano

Jack remembered the first time he'd infiltrated the cult of Setesh. He'd been a hundred years younger, looked thirty years his junior and acted as the rebellious child of a business man. Setesh had taken him in happily, glad to have another member added to his growing army and thought nothing of the way Jack looked at him or everyone else in the fortress. He never caught on to the way Jack staked out the place, or noticed the small monitoring bugs that were attached to every upper corner of every room. It was a little excessive but they wanted to take Setesh out as quickly and effectively as possible.

What they never expected though, was that they'd come into the game a little too late. Setesh was already planning his getaway and had formalized most of his plans by the time Jack had joined. He would only be there for another week before leading his followers into a mass suicide and disappearing for another hundred years.

Jack didn't know this when he joined though because if he had he would never had gone through with the plan. As it were, his initiation into the cult was successful, with only one minor hitch that he hadn't known was coming. Actually, it was a pretty major hitch and he never forgave his son for it.

It had happened sometime during the second night he spent there. He had been completely unaware of what happened, probably because he'd been given something to keep him unconscious. Had he been aware he would have been screaming his head off from not only the pain of the action but the shock and horror of it. As it were, when he woke up and saw what they'd done, he screamed anyway.

What Setesh had done to him was unforgiveable, nor would Jack ever, for the rest of his entire immortal life, live this down. The only possible way that his family would forget would be for something more embarrassing to happen to him, but he didn't think castration could be beat.

"I really hate you right now Zacharias," Jack mumbled quietly into the small ring that was his communication device.

Zach was one of his younger sons and had roped him into doing this job, laying on some pretty heavy guilt tripping that although only just in fun, showed how much he really didn't want to become a part of the cult. Jack now knew why and he was going to come up with a very creative way to get revenge on his son for this.

He could hear Zach laughing on the other end of the line and he scowled. "Shut it kiddo, you're in for it when I get out of this hell hole."

Zach only laughed harder and Jack was beginning to get really pissed off. He terminated the connection and returned to his duties, sulking. In time the severely dismembered body part would grow back but that wasn't the point. The point was that it was cut off in the first place, by a Goa'uld no less. One day, he swore to get back at the pesky little buggers with everything they had, maybe castrate a few of them to see how they liked it.

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Jack was quite the happy man as he lounged in the back of the truck waiting for his team and Jacob to clear everything up with the locals. The poor kids, no matter what they said, would never really understood what had gone on and it was just the way he liked it. He was only glad he'd prevented Seth from killing this batch of young adults unlike the last time. And Seth was dead, thank god, the castrating bastard deserved it, though Jack would have preferred torturing him a bit before his death.

He opened his eyes at the sound of approaching foot steps and smiled at Daniel, who leaned against the side of the vehicle and looked down at him. "Why'd you say it?"

Jack raised an eyebrow, "Say what?"

Daniel rolled his eyes, "in your own words, 'so help me if I wake up and I'm singing soprano.' Why'd you say it?"

"Because we could have been castrated," Jack pointed out with his own eye roll.

Daniel was so obviously confused, "Yeah but, we've never run across a Goa'uld that's done that. What made you think that Seth would do that to us?"

"There's a first time for everything Daniel. Just because one doesn't do it, doesn't mean another doesn’t. I'd rather not be on the wrong end of one who does castrate. " Even though I already have.

"Some kind of bad experience Jack?" Daniel asked with a smirk. It was clear on his face that he was referring to what could have happened on one of his many Black Ops missions.

Jack glared at him, "You have absolutely no idea."