Sentinels: Short Stories
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emeraldsnakesSummary: Stories that take place before Sentinels and taged to different SG1 episodes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate
Words:634
Tag: The Torment of Tantalus
Title: Neutral Ground
Heliopolis, Jack thought as he spared a final look at the Council of the Great Races. He hadn't been to the place in so long that he was surprised it had lasted so long. He remembered when it wasn't degraded and weather worn, when the sun shined and the metal roof had been retracted to let light stream in through the glass. The metal walls, now a worn grey were once silver and indigo, a colour all the races had used in their building.
He remembered when it was teaming with life, when the Ancients walked through her halls with the Nox and talked about manipulating energy; when they studied science with the Asgard and philosophy with the Furlings. Children were allowed to play and have fun, asking questions of the adults as they found it sometimes led to ingenious discoveries.
He had so many memories of the place and he hated to see it destroyed. It was neutral for them all, the first of many for in the beginning they had not entirely gotten along. Jack had been in Atlantis during the first contact, hadn't even know about the Alliance until they returned. But he knew the history, knew that the Ancients that had remained in Avalon had not been nearly as technological advancing, though they had created things their kind in Silvaralon had not.
The Asgard were Jack's favoured of the allies as they were a lot like the Ancients even though they had flawed themselves with their genetic cloning. They had developed a bit of an ego but Jack had no problem with that as he knew he had one as well.
The Nox were the ones Jack had the most conflict with. They strived to be peaceful in everything they did, they abhorred war and anything to do with violence. They hid from war didn't understand that a warring race would not ignore them just because they were neutral. Killers didn't care, he'd seen that with every race he'd fought against.
The Furlings had a moral mix between the Asgard and Nox and were the ones who decided whether or not they, as an Alliance acted on something or continued to debate it. Jack had had many conflicts with them but not nearly as many as with the Nox.
"Daniel."
He leaned against the archeologist's office door as he made notes on as many things he could remember from learning on the planet. Ernest's journal would be a great help but Ernest hadn't written the writing on the walls, just what was in the archive.
Daniel ignored him for a moment as he furiously wrote and Jack had to smile. He'd never met a human with so much love for historical knowledge. Meaning of life and science he was use to but not this, and he liked it.
"I'm sorry."
Daniel looked up at him confused, "For what?"
Jack rolled his eyes, "It was a great find Daniel."
Daniel smiled, "It was but I know why you made me leave. Thank you Jack."
There was silence between them for a moment before Jack found it too awkward, "So, new elements?"
Daniel started and looked down at his notes, "Yeah, uh yes. I'm making copies of the notes for Sam and the other scientists. It's fascinating Jack, there's so much I don't understand."
"Yeah," Jack mumbled knowing that there would always be something Daniel didn't understand. It was the best thing for Daniel though because Jack sensed a need in him to continue learning and an endless thirst for the unknown. He had a need to feel as if he'd made a difference and belonging and Jack hoped he'd get that in the SGC. He hoped he'd get that out there in space because the universe needed more people like him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate
Words:634
Tag: The Torment of Tantalus
Title: Neutral Ground
Heliopolis, Jack thought as he spared a final look at the Council of the Great Races. He hadn't been to the place in so long that he was surprised it had lasted so long. He remembered when it wasn't degraded and weather worn, when the sun shined and the metal roof had been retracted to let light stream in through the glass. The metal walls, now a worn grey were once silver and indigo, a colour all the races had used in their building.
He remembered when it was teaming with life, when the Ancients walked through her halls with the Nox and talked about manipulating energy; when they studied science with the Asgard and philosophy with the Furlings. Children were allowed to play and have fun, asking questions of the adults as they found it sometimes led to ingenious discoveries.
He had so many memories of the place and he hated to see it destroyed. It was neutral for them all, the first of many for in the beginning they had not entirely gotten along. Jack had been in Atlantis during the first contact, hadn't even know about the Alliance until they returned. But he knew the history, knew that the Ancients that had remained in Avalon had not been nearly as technological advancing, though they had created things their kind in Silvaralon had not.
The Asgard were Jack's favoured of the allies as they were a lot like the Ancients even though they had flawed themselves with their genetic cloning. They had developed a bit of an ego but Jack had no problem with that as he knew he had one as well.
The Nox were the ones Jack had the most conflict with. They strived to be peaceful in everything they did, they abhorred war and anything to do with violence. They hid from war didn't understand that a warring race would not ignore them just because they were neutral. Killers didn't care, he'd seen that with every race he'd fought against.
The Furlings had a moral mix between the Asgard and Nox and were the ones who decided whether or not they, as an Alliance acted on something or continued to debate it. Jack had had many conflicts with them but not nearly as many as with the Nox.
"Daniel."
He leaned against the archeologist's office door as he made notes on as many things he could remember from learning on the planet. Ernest's journal would be a great help but Ernest hadn't written the writing on the walls, just what was in the archive.
Daniel ignored him for a moment as he furiously wrote and Jack had to smile. He'd never met a human with so much love for historical knowledge. Meaning of life and science he was use to but not this, and he liked it.
"I'm sorry."
Daniel looked up at him confused, "For what?"
Jack rolled his eyes, "It was a great find Daniel."
Daniel smiled, "It was but I know why you made me leave. Thank you Jack."
There was silence between them for a moment before Jack found it too awkward, "So, new elements?"
Daniel started and looked down at his notes, "Yeah, uh yes. I'm making copies of the notes for Sam and the other scientists. It's fascinating Jack, there's so much I don't understand."
"Yeah," Jack mumbled knowing that there would always be something Daniel didn't understand. It was the best thing for Daniel though because Jack sensed a need in him to continue learning and an endless thirst for the unknown. He had a need to feel as if he'd made a difference and belonging and Jack hoped he'd get that in the SGC. He hoped he'd get that out there in space because the universe needed more people like him.
