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2974 BCE
Milky Way Galaxy, Earth
Heavy footfalls kicked up sand as a young woman fled from her pursuers, long blonde hair blowing backwards from the strong winds. The plasma blasts of several Ma'Tok staff weapons flew past her, narrowly missing their mark. She gripped the Zat'nik'tel weapon tightly in her hand; but she dared not turn around and return fire. They were closing in on her, this she knew. And their blasts were becoming more accurate, close enough now to practically singe her hair.
She quickly sprinted through the opening in the large pyramid structure before her. The consistency of the ground changed instantly; from soft sand, to that of hardened stone beneath her feet. With the change in terrain, came the added sound of her pursuers' footsteps echoing through the long stone corridor through which she ran. Before long, she came to a stop in a wide open room, an ornate sarcophagus sitting at its center, the lid partially ajar. She barely had enough time to spin around, before her pursuers stepped through the doorway and into the room, blocking the exit.
She looked over the forms that had become all too familiar to her. Ornate armor, topped with golden masks styled in the image of a falcon. They were Horus guard; Jaffa warriors loyal to the family of the Goa'uld System Lord known as Ra. Ra was gone from Earth, having fled the planet after an uprising over twenty years ago. It was before she was born; but her parents had told her stories of that momentous day.
The Jaffa aimed their weapons at her, poised to fire, to end her life. But the blast never came. Her execution was postponed by a deep, booming voice that echoed through the long corridor.
"Jaffa, kree! Hol mel!" The voice commanded.
But it didn't speak to her. No, the command was to the two guards who, in response, immediately stepped to either side. The pair planted the tail ends of their staff weapons into the ground, as if to pay reverence to the new arrival. From the tunnel stepped another figure. Unlike the other two, this figure wasn't wearing a mask, or any armor whatsoever.
The man who had entered was adorned in long, ornate red robes hanging down to his feet. He had amber skin as fair as the sand outside of the tomb's walls. His black hair was cut short and he had deep, hazel eyes.
"Kal kek m'al, Hasshak?" The man asked, his eyes glowing brightly as he stared her down.
"You first, snake head." The woman shot back.
"We shall see." The man said with a smile.
No sooner had the pair of Jaffa turned their staff weapons back on the woman, before she raised her Zat gun in turn. They fired their heated bolts of plasma, but she ducked out of the way, before returning fire. Her own weapon was far more accurate, and quickly sent out several bursts of electrical energy, that coursed through the Jaffa's bodies. The Jaffa convulsed in place, before dropping lifeless to the ground at their master's feet. She next fired on the man; but he was already raising his arm in response.
He brandished the silver colored Kara kesh hand device encasing his left hand and arm. Opening his hand, he displayed the red gem centered on his palm. He hit a button on the back of his hand just as the electrical blast had reached him. But, rather than render him comatose like his underlings, the energy blast impacted an energy field that now surrounded the man.
She fired several more times, to similar effect. The man smiled, as the gem shimmered and an unseen force caused the air around it to ripple, before exploding forth with great kinetic energy. The woman dove out of the way moments before the wall behind her exploded in a spray of rubble, leaving a small crater at the site of impact. She landed with her body obstructed partly by the sarcophagus in the center of the room. The man brandished an arrogant smile as he slowly stepped further into the room, moving around until he could once more see his target.
Seeing her laying on the ground, face down, the man reached down to grab her. But, in the blink of an eye, she spun around on the ground and fired at him again. This time, the blast hit its mark, causing the man to groan out in pain and stumble backwards. She fired again, going for the kill. But he hit the button on his hand device again and the blast once more impacted his personal shield.
He took aim with his hand device again, but she was already getting back to her feet. She ran at him with everything she had. He fired, but she had already tackled him, knocking him backwards into the wall. The blast impacted the ceiling, causing the very room in which they stood to violently shake. They continued to struggle, as stones rained down on them from above.
The entrance to the tomb was quickly blocked off, leaving them both trapped. The breaking and fracturing of the room became more and more violent. They both narrowly avoided being crushed to death. But neither of them was willing to give up their fight. She struck him across his face and he returned in kind, causing her to stumble and fall.
She fell backwards into the open sarcophagus, dragging him with her. The moment they were inside, the lid automatically closed over them. And, in just a few moments more, the integrity of the room gave way entirely. Pounds upon pounds of debris rained down upon the makeshift coffin; burying the two alive.
***
January, 2009
This was a dream come true for David Bishara. He and his archeological team had discovered the find of a lifetime. They had uncovered a long buried catacomb that had been buried deep below the sand; maybe for millenia. To make matters even more exciting for them, they had discovered an ancient relic within the room they had unearthed so far. It was unlike any other known Egyptian artifact to date.
It looked like a sarcophagus. But it seemed to have been created using far more sophisticated tools than were available at the time. To make matters all the more confusing, no imaging equipment seemed capable of penetrating the material at all. He wasn't even able to gather a sample of the material and dared not use stronger tools for fear of damaging such an important artifact. No, he'd take this slowly and carefully.
He had been studying the engravings on what remained of the walls, when his eyes began to blur. He decided to call it a day for himself and his team. They had done well. He turned around to face his team, one of whom was still inspecting the sarcophagus. He opened his mouth to speak but, before a word left his lips, the lid to the sarcophagus began to move to the side.
"I-I swear, I didn't touch anything..." One of his team members uttered nervously.
But David was too enraptured by the sight before him to have heard his colleague. Instead, he only watched the lid as it moved to the side, until the sarcophagus was completely open. His team had backed away in fear; but not David. He walked slowly toward the metal tomb, trying to catch just a glimpse inside. But, before he was close enough to see over its sides, a man from within the tomb sat up and looked at him with bright, glowing eyes.
***
It had been hours since Dr. Bishara was supposed to report back to the Institute with his findings and, when he didn't, his superiors had notified the Egyptian authorities of a possible missing person. The police began at his last known whereabouts and began searching the area. It didn't take them very long to stumble upon the unearthed chamber, or those within. By the time they had arrived, every member of Dr. Bishara's team was dead. And David Bishara himself was nowhere to be seen.
The police approached the only item in the room, an open sarcophagus. But, before they reached the sarcophagus, a figure from within the artifact sat up suddenly. They raised their weapons, trained on her. But she only stared back at them with wide, blue eyes.
***
Area 51, United States, Nevada
"Sir, what's this about? I'm supposed to leave on the George Hammond in a few minutes." Samantha Carter explained.
"I'm sorry, Colonel, the Hammond has already left Earth's orbit. Major Franklin will be its acting captain until you're free to return. Would you believe me if I told you this was more important?" General Hank Landry told her.
"I'm sure it is, sir. If you don't mind my asking; what's going on?" Carter asked.
"You've been requested, by name, from a young woman currently being detained by authorities in Cairo, Egypt." Landry informed her.
"Do I know her?" Carter asked in surprise.
"I don't know. She hasn't said much apart from asking for you. And not just you. She's asked for General O'Neill as well. Don't ask me why. He's on his way from DC. You're both to speak with this woman and find out who she is and what she knows. But be careful." Landry warned.
"How dangerous can one person be? She's already in police custody." Carter mused.
"I haven't told you everything. This woman: she was found inside what looks like a Goa'uld sarcophagus." Landry said, a dire expression crossing his face; one shared in an instant by Carter.