"Gods cannot be
killed!" ranted a wild-eyed Teal'c, his hands confined by cuffs I
applied.
Crap, it's like he had a
relapse to believe that claptrap about Apophis - even though the
snakehead's been resurrected countless times. May he rest - in
pieces.
Teal'c insisted the past
years were a sham and threatened to let Junior take me as host when it
matured. His fanaticism shocked me. How could he change so much in so
little time?
When we'd last been together, he died in my arms. Now, my
brother-in-arms considers me his enemy.
Apophis brainwashed Teal'c's mind and stole his honor.
***
The Tau'ri O'Neill
blasphemed my god Apophis who he claimed had died. I know my god will
rise again, more powerful than before. As his First Prime, I shall not
relapse from this belief.
The past years were a
waking nightmare where I denied my god and consorted with my enemies,
pretended to befriend those not worthy of such.
My
symbiote thrashes within; a reminder of who and what I am, a vessel to
serve my god. This man I called friend will make a worthy host for the
life I carry within. He will serve my god, or die.
The End
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