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0 reviewsLidea poiton caused for a whole planet to lost their memories and their age. What it can do in wrong hand? What if General O'Neill is the target for his Ancient legacy? Who will be able to save him...
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Title: Escape to Atlantis
Author: Sith Jesto
Beta: Olga helped out with the grammer, all my thnks for her.
Warning: Crossover - Stargate Atlantis, did not count Stargate season 10 and Atlantis 2 and 3.
Chapter 1
General Jack O'Neill watched the stars, from the side of his lake, finally he was able to escape from his office and D.C at last, after so many week. He felt tired, more than when he traveled among the stars. Oh how he wished to be able to go through the Stargate to explore new worlds and allies or enemies. Sometimes he even wished he could be in Ba'al's fortress again, and it says something. It was one of the worst experiences of his life. But life got unbearable he was not born to sit behind a desk day after day.
Sometimes he wished he could be his clone, the young body, a new lifetime with the experiences of a man. His clone could do so much with his life. After a time, although they - he and his clone - lived separate he could not resist the temptation to call him, to speak to him. When it looked like he would die whitin days he could not resist the temptation to say goodbye to his last living relative.
They came to an understanding, to be able to cope with what happened to them. They were not the best scientific minds, they have not got the patience for it, to sit down and learn, but in their own way they were quite brilliant, strategists and logical minded. They believed they were like twins who lived the same lives, for a time and now they lived their own life. In both Jacks' minds they were like twin brothers, they thought the same way, they felt the same way, they believed in the same, they were the same man in two different bodies. After he did not die on Antarctica, they spend a lot of time together. Sometimes they just talked or played hockey.
Jack hoped his clone and friends were okay where ever they were, and sometimes they thought of him as well. It was amusing how life went. He never had a real family before Sarah and Charlie, and he believed for a time neither would he have after them. He never believed he would be able to open up again, to trust but he was wrong and he was happy for it. But his surrogate family was far away, living their own lifes. And in the end he was left alone again, no, not alone. There were his clone, Jack, his only family of flesh and blood.
He was like an old man who thinks over his life on his death bed, but maybe the truth was not so far form it, he knew deep down he died a bit with everyday since he was promoted to General. It was not meant to happen, he felt it, but it did. They promoted him, everyone was happy for him, and proude of him. And he smiled, only his eyes did not, but nobody noticed or nobody cared. He was on his way to depression, he felt blue a lot these days.
With a last glance at the sky he turned toward his cabin, he was tired, in body and in soul. He never felt so exhausted, so old. He was halfway through the door when he felt a sharp pain in his neck, but before he could react the darkness enveloped him and he fell unconscious on the floor.
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With a groan, he woke up, his eyes was itchy, his nose running, his muscles stiff and his mouth felt dry. They were the usual symptoms of drugs. But who would do it, it was more than suicide to kidnap a two star general. He noticed he was lying something cold. He opened his eyes, around him everything was black, then he and his immediately surroundings were lightend up. It was so cliché, only the mad scientist or an alien was missing. His thoughts wandered to Locki, who was both in one person. He noticed he could not concentrate on anything for a long time, it must be the drugs' side effect.
"Ah, Jack O'Neill it is my pleasure to meet you at last, I have waited for a long time for this."
'Here comes the mad scientist' thought Jack, for him the man was the epitome of that. The man's hair was shabby and long, he wore thick glasses, and a white lab coat. Jack's retort was on his tongue when he noticed he could not speak, his muscles did not obey him. He panicked for a moment.
It looked like the mad scientist noticed his panicked look and he came closer to him, his blue eyes were full with malice, and glee. "You really don't think we will let you completely free from the drug." He chuckled, Jack could not do anything just glare at the man with his eyes. "We heard of you, a lot of things. Yes, yes. We don't want you to escape. You and me, Jack. We will do so many wonderful tests and experiences. You will help me to learn the secrets of the Ancients." The man sure was mad, if he thought Jack O'Neill will help him.
"mnmn" he wanted to say NO. no way but the damn drug was strong. The man just smiled at him, like he was his new pet, what he was, Jack supposed.
"Of course not by yourself, but you won't be yourself, now, would you." He smiled, Jack saw smiles like this. It was a mad man's smile, his stomach churned up, but he finally started to feel his muscles again. He needed time, just a bit more, he needed to get the other man to talk more.
"How?" it came out as he intended.
"I hope you remember this," he hold up a vial in which was a yellowish liquid. "It came from Linea, you remember Linea and her little invention, it managed to remove the memory of an entire planet." Jack tried to pull himself away from the injection but his muscles did not want to cooperate yet, he felt a sharp pain and liquid fire flew through his veins. He only managed to not cry out in pain, it was like something eating away at his body. He was confused, he saw his memories slip away from him one by one. He tried to keep them, to hide them but he could not really manage. It was strange to watch as his life disappeared and darkness took over its place. His vision started to blur then dark spots appeared before his eyes and then everything went dark.
Without knowing, he did what this mad man and his association wanted. He pulled up one of his hidden talent, what he inherited from the Ancients and called out the only one who can find him.
Jack help
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Jack O'Neill woke up from his dream, he heard his original calling, he felt his pain, and despair as the feeling of nothingness consumed him. He now felt hollow, like something was missing, some part of his mind, what was connecting him to Jack.
But he knew he did not have too much time. He pulled on his jeans and long sleeved T-shirt, he needed to hurry or his older self will ... die, no not die, something worse than death. He sat down now fully clothed on his bad. What can be worse than death. And a whisper swept through his mind: the nothingness.
Jack could not help but shivered, he had no idea what could have happened with the other him but he feared the worst. What could he do, he could not just go to the police or the Air Force with that 'Hey I have a dream where I was consumed by nothingness, but it was not me but my older other self.' Yeh sure they would laugh their ass off. He could not go to the SGC, he did not know there anyone he trusted, neither he could call Washington, they were more the enemy than friends. But what then,...
He needed to calm down, he did not even notice how his heart was racing. He learned the kelnorim from Teal'c when the body changing thing was with Matchello's machine. Later he found this type of mediation, well relaxing. He hoped it will help to clear his mind this time as well.
As he closed his eyes, and slowed his heart a bit, he did something what he never could explain if someone ever asked him. It felt right to do, to reach out toward where once his older self was. And he found him, the familiar presence but it felt a bit different, like it had changed. He had never really wondered on this link's existence but now he could feel it. He felt the original Jack O'Neill but in the same time it felt too young, akmost childlike. He could feel the other was not a wake or conscious at all. He pulled back.
When he opened his eyes he knew the answer where to turn for assistance. He needed to collect some old debt.
TBC
Author: Sith Jesto
Beta: Olga helped out with the grammer, all my thnks for her.
Warning: Crossover - Stargate Atlantis, did not count Stargate season 10 and Atlantis 2 and 3.
Chapter 1
General Jack O'Neill watched the stars, from the side of his lake, finally he was able to escape from his office and D.C at last, after so many week. He felt tired, more than when he traveled among the stars. Oh how he wished to be able to go through the Stargate to explore new worlds and allies or enemies. Sometimes he even wished he could be in Ba'al's fortress again, and it says something. It was one of the worst experiences of his life. But life got unbearable he was not born to sit behind a desk day after day.
Sometimes he wished he could be his clone, the young body, a new lifetime with the experiences of a man. His clone could do so much with his life. After a time, although they - he and his clone - lived separate he could not resist the temptation to call him, to speak to him. When it looked like he would die whitin days he could not resist the temptation to say goodbye to his last living relative.
They came to an understanding, to be able to cope with what happened to them. They were not the best scientific minds, they have not got the patience for it, to sit down and learn, but in their own way they were quite brilliant, strategists and logical minded. They believed they were like twins who lived the same lives, for a time and now they lived their own life. In both Jacks' minds they were like twin brothers, they thought the same way, they felt the same way, they believed in the same, they were the same man in two different bodies. After he did not die on Antarctica, they spend a lot of time together. Sometimes they just talked or played hockey.
Jack hoped his clone and friends were okay where ever they were, and sometimes they thought of him as well. It was amusing how life went. He never had a real family before Sarah and Charlie, and he believed for a time neither would he have after them. He never believed he would be able to open up again, to trust but he was wrong and he was happy for it. But his surrogate family was far away, living their own lifes. And in the end he was left alone again, no, not alone. There were his clone, Jack, his only family of flesh and blood.
He was like an old man who thinks over his life on his death bed, but maybe the truth was not so far form it, he knew deep down he died a bit with everyday since he was promoted to General. It was not meant to happen, he felt it, but it did. They promoted him, everyone was happy for him, and proude of him. And he smiled, only his eyes did not, but nobody noticed or nobody cared. He was on his way to depression, he felt blue a lot these days.
With a last glance at the sky he turned toward his cabin, he was tired, in body and in soul. He never felt so exhausted, so old. He was halfway through the door when he felt a sharp pain in his neck, but before he could react the darkness enveloped him and he fell unconscious on the floor.
----------------------------------
With a groan, he woke up, his eyes was itchy, his nose running, his muscles stiff and his mouth felt dry. They were the usual symptoms of drugs. But who would do it, it was more than suicide to kidnap a two star general. He noticed he was lying something cold. He opened his eyes, around him everything was black, then he and his immediately surroundings were lightend up. It was so cliché, only the mad scientist or an alien was missing. His thoughts wandered to Locki, who was both in one person. He noticed he could not concentrate on anything for a long time, it must be the drugs' side effect.
"Ah, Jack O'Neill it is my pleasure to meet you at last, I have waited for a long time for this."
'Here comes the mad scientist' thought Jack, for him the man was the epitome of that. The man's hair was shabby and long, he wore thick glasses, and a white lab coat. Jack's retort was on his tongue when he noticed he could not speak, his muscles did not obey him. He panicked for a moment.
It looked like the mad scientist noticed his panicked look and he came closer to him, his blue eyes were full with malice, and glee. "You really don't think we will let you completely free from the drug." He chuckled, Jack could not do anything just glare at the man with his eyes. "We heard of you, a lot of things. Yes, yes. We don't want you to escape. You and me, Jack. We will do so many wonderful tests and experiences. You will help me to learn the secrets of the Ancients." The man sure was mad, if he thought Jack O'Neill will help him.
"mnmn" he wanted to say NO. no way but the damn drug was strong. The man just smiled at him, like he was his new pet, what he was, Jack supposed.
"Of course not by yourself, but you won't be yourself, now, would you." He smiled, Jack saw smiles like this. It was a mad man's smile, his stomach churned up, but he finally started to feel his muscles again. He needed time, just a bit more, he needed to get the other man to talk more.
"How?" it came out as he intended.
"I hope you remember this," he hold up a vial in which was a yellowish liquid. "It came from Linea, you remember Linea and her little invention, it managed to remove the memory of an entire planet." Jack tried to pull himself away from the injection but his muscles did not want to cooperate yet, he felt a sharp pain and liquid fire flew through his veins. He only managed to not cry out in pain, it was like something eating away at his body. He was confused, he saw his memories slip away from him one by one. He tried to keep them, to hide them but he could not really manage. It was strange to watch as his life disappeared and darkness took over its place. His vision started to blur then dark spots appeared before his eyes and then everything went dark.
Without knowing, he did what this mad man and his association wanted. He pulled up one of his hidden talent, what he inherited from the Ancients and called out the only one who can find him.
Jack help
-------------------------
Jack O'Neill woke up from his dream, he heard his original calling, he felt his pain, and despair as the feeling of nothingness consumed him. He now felt hollow, like something was missing, some part of his mind, what was connecting him to Jack.
But he knew he did not have too much time. He pulled on his jeans and long sleeved T-shirt, he needed to hurry or his older self will ... die, no not die, something worse than death. He sat down now fully clothed on his bad. What can be worse than death. And a whisper swept through his mind: the nothingness.
Jack could not help but shivered, he had no idea what could have happened with the other him but he feared the worst. What could he do, he could not just go to the police or the Air Force with that 'Hey I have a dream where I was consumed by nothingness, but it was not me but my older other self.' Yeh sure they would laugh their ass off. He could not go to the SGC, he did not know there anyone he trusted, neither he could call Washington, they were more the enemy than friends. But what then,...
He needed to calm down, he did not even notice how his heart was racing. He learned the kelnorim from Teal'c when the body changing thing was with Matchello's machine. Later he found this type of mediation, well relaxing. He hoped it will help to clear his mind this time as well.
As he closed his eyes, and slowed his heart a bit, he did something what he never could explain if someone ever asked him. It felt right to do, to reach out toward where once his older self was. And he found him, the familiar presence but it felt a bit different, like it had changed. He had never really wondered on this link's existence but now he could feel it. He felt the original Jack O'Neill but in the same time it felt too young, akmost childlike. He could feel the other was not a wake or conscious at all. He pulled back.
When he opened his eyes he knew the answer where to turn for assistance. He needed to collect some old debt.
TBC
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