by Anne
Disclaimer: The characters of Daniel Jackson, Jack O’Neill, Sam Carter, Teal’c, General Hammond, Janet Frasier, Apophis and anybody else you recognise from the SGC do not belong to me. Neither does the concept of the Stargate, SGC, and the Goa’uld and any thing else related to the series Stargate SG1. They belong to Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Products.
The characters of Methos (a.k.a. Adam Pierson), Joe Dawson, Connor MacLeod and Duncan MacLeod belong to Panzer/Davis, Rysher/Gaumont Television. So do the concepts of Immortality, the Game and the Watchers.
Likewise the characters of Adam Newman, Megabyte Damon, General William Damon, Ami Jackson, Jade Weston, Kevin Wilson or any names or events linked to the Tomorrow People TV series do not belong to me either. They are the property of Roger Damon Price, Thames/Tetra and ITV Television.
Methos noticed a movement out the corner of his eye and spun around to investigate, keeping a close eye on Ramiis at the same time. He hoped O’Neill and his team would do something soon, he was running out of energy and his sword arm was beginning to ache. It was times like this that he regretted the fact that his preferred weapon of choice, the Ivanhoe sword, wasn’t exactly lightweight. He was also beginning to feel some empathy towards the Tomorrow People’s inability to kill. It was hard work trying to fight someone that you couldn’t maim or kill. It certainly gave Ramiis the upper hand. The fact that Ramiis was using Daniel’s body didn’t seem to be slowing him down either; he seemed to have adapted very quickly.
The outer stone circle of the Stargate was spinning. It stopped for a moment, the first chevron locked into place and then it started moving again. They were opening the Stargate, Methos realised, what the hell were they up to? He remembered what he had seen the last time it opened. The wormhole had reminded him of a geyser. He’d better make sure he wasn’t anywhere near the ramp when the last chevron engaged. He imagined being in front of the wormhole when it ‘blew’ wouldn’t exactly do wonders for his health.
Another thought struck him. Daniel. Blast, he’d better get him out of the way as well. He noticed that the other man was distracted by the Stargate, good. He dived towards Adam and Megabyte, grabbed the box, and closed it. If this doesn’t get his attention, he thought, nothing will.
“Give me the box,” screamed Ramiis.
Methos edged away from him, making sure that he was drawing his opponent away from the Stargate. “If you want it so badly, maybe you’d better come and get it,” he goaded.
“Wormhole engaged,” came Carter’s voice from the control room.
Imagine the power in that thing, Methos thought to himself again. Hang on a minute, power? The word reminded him of what had happened earlier. Something Megabyte had said. The box was the power source, the thing that allowed Ramiis control of Daniel. He looked at the wormhole again and smiled, an idea forming. He glanced up at the control room again; wondering if that was the reason that they had opened the Gate. Oh well, only one way to find out. Things could hardly get any worse, could they?
His train of thought was interrupted by a burning feeling. He looked down and noticed a long cut down his forearm. He blocked Ramiis’ sword with his own, dropping the box in the process. He edged back and didn’t see the wooden crate on the floor behind him. The next thing he knew he was sprawled on the floor. The arm he had landed on, his sword arm, was hanging out at an awkward angle. He could feel pain shooting through it, and realised he must have broken it in the fall.
He reached for his sword with his good arm, and Ramiis kicked it away from him. “There can be only one!”
Sorry kids, Methos thought to himself and looked around frantically, forcing himself to his feet. It looked like the only option was to run, but to where? The room they were in suddenly seemed to be a lot smaller, as he worked out his options, or rather lack of options. The only way out was through the Stargate itself and he didn’t think much of his chances of getting to that in one piece.
He stepped back and felt his foot connect against something. How much stuff do they leave lying around this place anyway, he thought to himself, and then realised what it was. He must have moved around in a circle. It was the Medusa Stone and the box.
Before anyone realised what was happening, Methos brought his foot back and kicked. The box went flying through the air and straight into the Stargate.
“Goal!” cheered O’Neill. “Carter, quick, close the Stargate.”
Carter looked around in a panic. “Colonel, something’s wrong. I can’t get the wormhole to disengage.” Ramiis looked up at her and smiled.
“Colonel, I think we’re going to have to break Ramiis’ control ourselves, another way. He’s keeping the Stargate open, somehow. He is still able to use the power source, even through the wormhole!”
[Megabyte, wake up!]
[Adam?] Megabyte opened his eyes and looked around. The last thing he remembered was Adam trying to teleport them both out. He noticed the ropes binding his hands together were gone. Adam must have untied him. Hang on, his headache was gone too. He moved gingerly, remembering how weak he had felt before he had lost consciousness.
[Adam, what’s going on? I don’t feel any side affects from the stone, none at all. This is weird.]
Adam nodded. [It’s as though we’ve never been in contact with it,] he agreed.
A loud yell interrupted them. Methos had noticed they were awake. “Adam, Megabyte, you’ve got to help Daniel! He’s still under Ramiis’ control. “
Ramiis had Methos backed into a corner, Adam noticed Methos’ right arm was hanging limply by his side and his sword was lying on the floor on the other side of the room. Ramiis looked as though he was moving in for the kill.
[Help me, I don’t want to do this…]
[Megabyte, did you hear that? It sounded like Daniel.]
[But Daniel’s not telepathic. How could we hear him? It doesn’t make sense.]
Adam noticed the stone circle. It seemed to be full of rippling blue water, or was it light? He wasn’t sure.
[They must have activated the Stargate; maybe it’s affecting our powers somehow, increasing them, maybe? If we can hear Daniel, maybe he can hear us,] he ‘pathed. [Maybe we could get inside his mind and help him break free of Ramiis.] He brought his hands up in front of him, palms out.
[Okay, I get you. Mind-merge.] Megabyte brought his hands up to meet Adam’s and reached out his mind to him. A blue glow formed around the two boys as they merged their abilities and reached out for Daniel. The air around them seemed to crackle with psychic energy.
On the other side of the room, Ramiis screamed and held his head in his hands. The sword fell out of his hands. While he was distracted, Methos headed for the doors and punched the button on the wall to open them.
Adam broke the link, and started to shake. “I can’t do this,” he said. He looked as though he had come face to face with something out of a nightmare.
Megabyte had never seen his friend like this before. “Come on, Adam, we have to. What’s wrong? You look as though you’ve seen a ghost.”
“It’s just like the place Rameses sent me to. I would have never got out if it hadn’t been for you and Ami. I’m not sure I can go back there. I had nightmares for months afterwards. I couldn’t face it again.”
“Sure, you can. Remember you’re not alone, this time. Also it only exists in Daniel’s mind. It’s not real, like last time. It must be an illusion or something. Dad said that Ramiis knew Rameses, maybe he taught him some of his tricks.” Megabyte realised that Adam had never talked much about what had happened when he had been trapped in the Rameses’ realm. Obviously it had spooked him out a lot more than he had let on. Typical Adam, he thought. Encourages the rest of us to talk about our problems but never tells us about his own.
He grabbed his friend by the arm. “C’mon, we’re running out of time. I don’t think we’ve got a choice in this. Too much is at stake. Remember that you won’t be alone this time. We can always pull out if we have to.”
“Okay, I’ll give it another go.” Adam hesitantly raised his hands again and concentrated. Megabyte did the same and within seconds they could feel the mind-merge take effect.
O’Neill looked in amazement at the scene in front of him as he entered the gate room. Ramiis was doubled over with his head in his hands and the two Tomorrow People were sitting on the floor, hands together, surrounded by a blue glow, oblivious to what was going on around them. He was about to say something to them when Damon stopped them.
“Don’t interfere,” he said. “It looks like a mind-merge. I’ve seen them do this before. They must be trying to help Daniel break free of Ramiis.” He noticed O’Neill’s sceptical look. “ The best thing for us to do is to let them get on with it, and keep an eye on Ramiis. They know what they are doing.” I hope, he finished under his breath. He knew he sounded a lot more confident than he felt. He, Megabyte and Adam were going to have a very long talk when this was all over, he decided.
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