Sobek the Immortal: Bringing a God to His Knees [Closed]

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Who: Daniel Jackson, Vala Mal Doran, Eva, The Master, Eleventh Doctor, Jamie McCrimmon
Where: Kalimba (planet side)
Summary: A small crew goes on an archaeological expedition to a jungle planet, where System Lord was imprisoned. Taking Daniel as his host, he captures the crew and tortures them, while rebuilding his fleet.
Warnings: Violence, torture, gore

((Part One and Part Two here))

As time drew on, there was no sign of Stacy, rescue parties or of a single landing pods. The typhoon season approached closer with each day, rain and wind spattering the leaves on some days, varying between intense heat and humidity on other days. The megafauna in the jungles had grown more active too. The earth rumbled under their feet as they starting their migration amidst hooting calls and croaks. Throughout the varying weather, one thing remained constant. The hive of activity around the three step pyramids never ceased, slaves either taking shifts or in the most fanatical cases, working themselves near to death or to death. It was like this all across Kalimba. The call had gone out with the instructions for the slaves: work was to begin on restoring the Crocodile God's fleets underneath each step pyramid all across the planet. They were his Chosen, his Children, and he would ensure they were rewarded for their faith.

The complex swarmed with slaves and guards moving weapons and parts. Sobek and his personal guards were also in and out more often as the fleet began to take shape, often traveling to other sites to check on progress. Stones fell away from each ship as far as the eye could see. More and more of each ha'tak was revealed, while lines of human bodies went inside to work on the interiors. If the number of step pyramids that towered through the jungle were any indication, his fleet would be massive.

((same as Part 2: run your own posts with each other, more private threads with Sobek are available at the start. Part 3 does not have to immediately include end-plot stuff. If you want more CR amongst each other or your character being messed with by Sobek, please do!))

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"Actually he has, you complete imbecile." The feigned superior protest came even as she squirmed against his grip, the unsheathed knife in her waistband dug into her side with each twist of her body scratching at her hip and drawing some blood but with him holding her up and her legs still throbbing she barely noticed.

So it wasn't entirely true, but Vala couldn't remember exactly what he'd said and she was well practiced in twisting interpretations to suit her needs. Despite her own weariness and exhaustion she kicked and flailed her legs at him as he reached for the knife, aiming for his crotch. Her own free hand reached for the knife at the same time, managing to grasp the handle underneath his hand with the blade held dangerously close to her side and angled towards it. If he made a grab at it now it was likely to stab her.

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It was the only piece of luck that anyone would have so far. It was then that Sobek arrived, reeking of old blood and gore. Cold blue eyes, standing out amongst the blackening blood caked on his face, took in the scene in a moment. His bath had not been drawn. One of his Jaffa had a hold of his future host, trying to disarm her of the weapon the human had helped herself to, laid his hands on her, and from the angle of the blade, was moments away from stabbing his chosen.

After the punishment for the slaves, the servant should know better.

The Jaffa only had a moment to look at the interruption and only a moment left to live. The Crocodile God lifted the hand device, fingers curling inwards, claw like and slow around the gem flaring to life in his palm. From within the helmet came a sick crunching sound. It was the sound of bone crushed in on itself, and it echoed in the chamber, with a gurgling moan that dwindled quickly. The Jaffa dropped to the ground, taking Vala down with him. Blood slowly leaked out from the cracks in the helmet.

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Vala couldn't scrabble away quick enough as the Jaffa's head crushed in on itself from inside the helmet. Pulling a bruised and already swollen leg from under him with some difficulty where he'd fallen on top of her. The sounds that came from within were sickening, even after what she'd witnessed during the past week.

There was no wretching this time though, simply a desire to distance herself as quickly as possible.

"You know a simple detention system or giving out lines might be something to consider," she said camoflaging the gravity of the situation with her usual sarcasm even as she watched the pool of blood collect underneath the Jaffa. Her mind was working overtime though, no questions asked, Sobek had reacted in an almost protective way of her.

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The remaining Jaffa finally roused to life. He grasped his former companion by the shoulder and wordlessly dragged corpse out of the room, leaving a trail of growing blood behind them and Sobek alone with Vala. The God made no move to help her up. He looked her up and down, searching for any sign of injury. There didn't appear to be anything serious. He was confident the sarcophagus would bring someone back from death, and even though he would not get inside it, he was reluctant to put his future vessel inside that device. She would retain the memories of the faulty sarcophagus, and it was something he had no desire to experience when he blended with her.

"There's no room for disobedience in my eyes," Sobek said. He continued to look her over. The sudden urge to ask if she was alright bubbled up, strong, just as strong as his desire for violence, and Sobek's mouth opened to follow on the urge and ask. It had come from somewhere that he had dismissed as properly subdued and no longer of consequence, reduced to a shade next to his brilliance. Daniel. He snarled mentally, but it was too late. The moment's weakness disturbed the God, that second where he hadn't recognized it as his host and not himself as quickly as he should have.

His mouth closed, the mask of disinterest falling too late into place right after. The aloof gaze went to the back of the room. "I will have my bath now. Draw it, then undress me."

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Vala's train of thought was already pondering his instant siding with her, but the way he looked her over - she wasn't sure if it was Daniel or Sobek for a moment. He didn't want to see her harmed it would seem, at least not by anyone except himself and even that had been minimal. Plus the knife didn't seem to bother him at all, he would rather she have it than not.

There was genuine concern in his eyes for a brief faltering moment as he hesitated on the edge of saying something. The level of his wrath that was bestowed on the Jaffa that sought to injure her, one of his most trusted Jaffa at that, could only mean one thing.

"Why are you waiting?" She simply asked, careful that her back was turned and that neither Daniel or him would see the fear in her eyes. Vala started to draw the water without turning. Any pain in her legs or the fresh scratches on her side or her bruised wrists subsided completely at the revelation. It was like she'd flicked a switch and turned off her emotions as she watched the water cascading in. She was numb, but after a few minutes she smiled resignedly, glad that Daniel would be free, dead or alive. If she did one good thing in her life that actually worked out, it would be that.

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She knew, both minds thought as one, one with a trace of amusement, the other with fear. The level of violence he'd leveled on each transgressors had been harsh but not unusual in his time... but perhaps unusual in the defense of a lowly human, not even any of his lo'taurs in time's past. Punishment for touching what was his, but protection, no, not for a slave. The difference was that there was a simple human slave and there was his future vessel. He would see no harm come to her, other than by his own hand.

The question could be interpreted any way. Curiosity. Fear. Hope. Sobek sniffed at the air, silently, hoping to get a taste of what it was, but the recent carnage had filled the air with iron and death. No matter. He would know soon enough.

"You will ascend to divinity at the dawn of the Age of Scales," he said. The rush of hot water hitting stone and tile thundered in the room but his words snaked their way through the splatter and hiss of steam. His eyes focused on her shoulder blades, then drifted upwards. Daniel writhed in their mind as they admired the back of her neck, thinking of how it felt to go through the skin and tissue, wrap themselves around her spinal cord and become one.

The God waited with a surprising amount of patience as the water level rose. Somehow the mechanism seemed to sense the bath was nearly full, the water slowing to a trickle and then nothing. He waited for her to come and undress him.

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The 'Age of Scales', what did that mean? The crocodiles, they had scales. His envisioned future glory? Or something else? The fleet was obviously being worked on, she'd witnessed it first hand. He was naming an as yet unrealised reality after himself?

Vala watched the last few trickles of water drip into the sunken pool as if it had hypnotised her. For a long few minutes she simply sat there, perched on the edge, the remains of dried blood on her own body and the room exuded the stench of death.

What was she doing? She could simply run as soon as she got the chance, she had the freedom to pull it off now and she was armed too. A past version of her would have done. Left behind the mess and saved herself and started anew.

The silence in the room was palpable as Vala finally stood back up. A life of what she'd already escaped once before awaited her and she could try to run if she wanted to. But she knew she couldn't, she had to make this right somehow.

"Undress yourself or call another slave." She offered nonchalantly as she walked towards him, certain that anything he might do in retaliation would be minor now she knew what she knew. Something from Vala's eyes was missing, yes there was the spark of defiance as ever, but there was a melancholy resignation that seemed to dull her. "I'm sure you don't want the memory of performing such a lowly task, besides it's not difficult."

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She must have realized what he meant in the end. She would leave behind what she knew, but she had done it before. This time would be easier for her. Considering what Daniel knew of her personality, her words weren't unexpected. A last defiance, a dog tugging halfheartedly at the leash that had long been on it. If she thought he would kill show her the same treatment for her insolence as the others, she was mistaken.

The Crocodile God waited, unmoving, having fallen into the occasional, unnatural stillness that took him sometimes, and remained that way until she was close, then he abruptly moved, a blur of action. He caught her arm, the one that the Jaffa had injured, and with a single pull, had her against him and the blood chipping off him like dust and ash.

He put a hand on Vala's neck, where he would have her one day. It didn’t take much to let the metal of the hand device dig in, warningly, and easily hold her immobile. The God leaned in close, so close that Daniel inside squirmed with discomfort. Their foreheads pressed. His lips almost grazed Vala's as they looked into her eyes as Sobek spoke. Their voice was soft and intimate like a lover's.

"I want the memory of you doing it," Daniel's voice said. "Do it. For me."

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The hot salty tears spilled over freely as suddenly as he'd grabbed her, there was nothing she could do to stop them despite hating herself for them. It was too much, bruised muscle flinched with pain in his grip and he was so close and she'd sentenced herself to her own death.

Daniel's voice and the twisted sadistic intimacy that threatened to pull her in to the facade had tipped her over the edge. Lips trembling in fear as she spoke, her breath whispered against his lips with every word in response.

"You're not Daniel. That's not Daniel. Let him live and I won't kill myself. But you can undress yourself."

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Daniel flinched inside in response, that she would even kill herself, even think of it. Sobek thought not. She wouldn't kill herself. Not with Daniel still here with him. Even without the sarcophagus, Sobek was confident of this fact. Killing herself would only free her and her alone, but Daniel would remain behind. Daniel still lived, but he was beyond worry, beyond the obsession that drove him through the Stargate over and over. It was a mercy.

The tears served little to move him. He watched them trace down her face with something like brief fascination. Sobek stroked the scar on the back of her neck, the touch tender and gentle, as if paying homage to something once great. She would be great once again. Greater than before. Her breath ghosted against his mouth. Daniel smiled softly. "How can you be so sure? You were once of the Gods. You know what it was like inside with one."

There was something black under the surface, a trace of anger and discomfort. There was more truth than he liked in those words. Only moments ago, he had nearly confused his hosts instinctive urge with his own. Unacceptable, unthinkable, inconceivable.

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It was all she had. The only thing she could hold over Sobek was her body, if he didn't believe her threat then she was left with nothing.

"Because he wouldn't call you a God, nor would he ask me to do that." The tears still ran but she continued in spite of her emotions, even as he traced Qetesh's scar with the tips of his claws. He could rack it up to fear, she didn't care, but what she needed to say did matter. "And most importantly, because you've misjudged my motivation."

Vala's mind was thinking on the fly, trying to throw him and Daniel off too. She didn't want Daniel to mourn her or think of her as martyr once this was over, he'd be better off hating her if he survived, and if Sobek was thrown too then maybe he'd take her threat seriously. It was probably the biggest bluff she'd ever try to pull, so she had to make it good.

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Sobek's fingers curled, the metal tips poised above the sealed entry points, as if considering whether to reopen up the old scar.

Daniel would certainly not call him a God, but he had also been faced by how old the Goa'uld race was and all the history behind it. What Sobek himself had done during his reign, before the imprisonment. So much of it, and so many species ruled. Maybe not a God, in Daniel's mind, but close, something horrible and brutal, but, and Sobek's mind colored Daniel's, something completely magnificent. They had only been rivaled by the Ancients, but the Ancients seemed dead and buried, leaving relics behind.

Sobek's head tilted, pupils reduced to black pinpricks, making Daniel's face look almost avian in the light as he considered what she said. His curiosity had been piqued. He would allow her this game. "And what is your motivation, Vala? 'Your own survival, to hell with everyone else'? It was in your file. Something to that effect anyway."

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There was an absolute silence as he grazed the scar, still silence as Vala met his eyes and didn't waver. Tears stained her hollow angular cheeks and the dark exhaustion shadows of her eye sockets. But Vala maintained a thin facade of no fear and coldness.

"Your power and riches aswell. All of it, I should never have let the Tok'ra take Qetesh from me, my life was miserable afterwards. But I want Daniel to live, I want him to see my glory and how I took it from him, I want the man who saw me as a thief to know that I stole that from him too, that my greed prevailed."

She wanted Daniel to hate her, not think she'd done this out of anything more than selfish need and survival. And she wanted Sobek to let him live when the time came. It was a long shot but she hoped her performance was convincing to both of them. Vala was terrified, terrified of her future and terrified of whether she was condemning him to death but it was her only shot and she had to take it.

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Sobek's gaze bore into hers, taking in the fearlessness and avarice. He could believe her sincerity. His host didn't want to believe what she was saying. This wasn't the woman he'd known back on Stacy, but a poisonous corner of his mind had to wonder how well he knew her, despite sharing her body for awhile. Did he even know her that well in the first place? No, she didn't mean this-

It didn't matter what Daniel thought. Sobek had no intention of changing his plans for vessel. He would be dead before he hit the floor and Sobek would have his rightful host.

Sobek didn't quite smile. She had spirit to make these demands. What would have normally been insolence was the faint spark of something greater inside, beyond mere, pitiful human defiance. She was more God than slave, a light that shouldn't be wasted on a mere slave body and mind. He would ensure it went to better use, a greater purpose. "I may allow it," Sobek said, releasing her and looking pointedly at the bath. Would she carry out her duties or not? "You should have been born one of us. You were put in the wrong body."