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

[hi_there_aliens]

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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[wontforgetyou]

The snow doesn't seem to bother Jamie much - having the helmet on means it's not whipping into his eyes, and the armor gives him protection from the wind, even if it does look more than a bit like spandex. He twists his body to the side to avoid the blast aimed at him by one of the Jaffa, then starts running towards him at top speed, a red and white blur in the midst of the storm.

With a loud "Creag An Tuire!" (some things never change, after all) he suddenly leaps into the air and into a spinning kick, aiming a foot at the nearest Jaffa with a force he couldn't manage when unmorphed, aiming to send him backward and into the group of approaching guards. The more he could knock down, the better.

Even if it isn't completely successful, he quickly rolls out of the way of the oncoming staff fire, looking for a precious few seconds he can use to summon his blaster to hand and begin to return fire. The blasts he sends are boosted somewhat by that small ability to channel fire into his attacks. It's been effective against the Ohm, so should be as effective against the Jaffa - in theory.

[hi_there_aliens]

Snow and ice suddenly assailed the crew.

Daniel found himself dragged to the ground by Eva, almost crushing Vala in his stumble. Weapons fire passed right where his head had been, the air quickly filled with ozone.

He should be used to this by now. Combat, people trying to kill you. The sad part was that he was getting better at it. What his own experience lacked, Sobek's millenia of combat began to fill in.

The presence of mind to fire a few shots off and duck, and to drag Vala away towards the Doctor. He yanked her arm down. He had seen how it had drawn on her strength earlier. She shouldn't be using it now. Besides, Eva and Jamie had it covered. Even now, Jamie at times was nothing more than a burst of red and white, moving faster than he had ever seen a human move and striking much harder.

Yeah, they had it under control. Daniel practically pushed Vala towards it and covered her and the Doctor.

The door opened suddenly, the sound swallowed up by the crash of debris nearby. More and more debris rained down. Many of the Jaffa, alarmed by this and the ferocity in which the crew fought, began to flee into the jungle.

[economicalrhinoplasty]

Eva doesn't have a chance to see what Daniel and Vala are doing. All she cares about is getting them to the shuttle. Nothing else matters now; they've won. The Goa'uld won't escape this planet and the rest of this is ephemera.

They won and it's darkly satisfying, like a lily of contentment blooming in her stomach amongst that pain for the people dying here on the ground. This planet, this wretched, blighted planet. They've done the equivalent of taking it behind the shed with a shotgun.

She continues to cover Daniel and Vala's back, side-by-side(ish) with Jamie, as they make it towards the door. One of the Jaffa who doesn't run gets Evas knife sunk into the side of his face, cutting so hard and fast that it submerges in bone. Her parting gift to the planet.

She's going home to her son. And that's the thought that withers the messy flowers inside her when they get through the door, when she snipes another enemy and dodges an attack, drops to her knees, slams skin and bone onto a metal floor.

How is she ever going to explain this?

[makeherblue]

The Doctor is right there helping Eva up in the next flash of lightning overhead. He reaches down, grabs her by the elbow, and hauls her to the feet with more strength than a twiggy scarecrow like him should have, judging from appearances. It takes a second to do another headcount – proper number of fellow rescuees – before the Doctor’s already diving for the cockpit. Or, well, this spaceship’s version of one, which is another one of those things he hasn’t quite had the chance to get properly accustomed to but flying in a straight line at this point is so far down the priority list that he doesn’t give it a second thought.

With a hiss, the doors shudder closed as the ship begins to take off. It takes a dangerous dip as the Doctor rights it (gives it a discreet sonic under the console, right at the crystal array) and then begins to accelerate up, faster and faster, streaking up into the atmosphere.

The Doctor’s face is bathed in the light exploding out from the time vortexes. Time itself screams out from the void, voices howling, silence and chaos, colors that hadn’t been discovered yet spraying out in sparks. He thinks he catches several glimpses of different planets and time periods through the holes and there’s a worry for a moment that the implosion might only send some of the ships tumbling through the vortex instead of destroyed by it. Unfortunately, there’s nothing he can do but focus on the escape. The Doctor’s hands grip the controls. They zip past another one of the fleet ships: the ship is broken in half, small specks of what might’ve been its crew falling down to the ground, only to jitter back in Time like a film reel and start to fall to the earth all over again. Snow and hail batter the hull as the Doctor sends them climbing.

He assumes this ship is vacuum sealed. And that it still is. Otherwise the vacuum will finish them off before the fleet’s destruction will.

By now Sobek’s jungle sprawl is a green mass as they burst through the thick clouds swirling over the fleet. The stars are almost dizzying after all the months in the monsoon weather, the Doctor finally relaxing enough to look over at Vala and Daniel. Daniel looks shaken, haunted. Vala’s seen better days. As for Jamie, he seems to be holding up. It’s a Scottish thing.

“Ah, there we have it. It’s done. More or less.” The Doctor says suddenly.