Title: Foresight
Author:
blue_underwing
Rating: PG-13
Category: Gen
Characters: Ford, The Wraith
Spoilers: S1 & S2, The Hive (Still, STILL!, I haven’t seen the new eps.)
Word count: ~1200
Warnings: Unbeated, Dyslexics Untie
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate: Atlantis
Author’s Note: Companion piece of a sort for All Living Things Must Eat. It’d be useful to read that one first.
Summary: There are many things Ford does not know about the Wraith
Foresight
Ford shifted his position in the tree, making sure he was invisible from above and below while still having a clear view of his target. Which was, at the moment, an empty field. And had been for the passed three hours.
Aiden hated waiting, which was why he usually had Kanayo or one of the others do the recon. But the intel Jace had gotten from the Wraith network said two hive queens were meeting here today, on foot. They needed their best guy out here and while the enzyme made his men good, great even, Aiden had been great before he’d taken it. With it he was- well like the Doc said, he was Super Ford.
Which meant he got to spend most of the day up a tree getting splinters in his…
WHEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR
Now that was more like it! The dart dropped a queen and eight drones into the field. So the next batch should be here any…
WHEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR
Yep, another queen and another eight. This one’s hair was pure white. If what Jace had told him was right, that meant she was an old one. While the males pretty much always had white hair from the start, females’ started out black or dark brown then faded through red and blond and eventually to white over time. And by time he meant millennia, which was just, whoa.
The other was strawberry blond so she had to be a lot younger.
The drones were walking off now, making a wide circular search out from the field. He guessed they were making sure there was no one hanging around. They missed Ford of course. He was the best. Was weird how they weren’t coming back in though.
Okay, now the two queens were looking at one another, and the blond one’s face had just shifted from that creepy smile they get when they’re thinking at each other to confused.
“I have closed my mind to all outside voices, as you were to have done.” That was the white haired one, sounding almost exactly like his grandma had when she thought he’d done something particularly stupid. Well, minus the Darth Vader voice anyway.
“I blocked my connection to the hive, but I did not believe such a complete severing to be necessary.”
“It is.”
Okay, looks like the old lady ‘wasn’t going to take any nonsense’ as his grandma would say. Never was a good idea to try to argue with her when she was in that mood. Seemed like Blondie thought so too ‘cause she just closed her eyes for a second and said, “It is done.”
So, the white queen really didn’t want any of the other wraith to know what they were going to talk about. Explained why they were meeting out here on the ground and why they sent the drones out of earshot.
Ford stifled a sigh. They made such tempting targets, but if he took them out, the intel he got here would lose all strategic value. It wouldn’t even hurt the hives’ command structures. The seconds were always well briefed and would just hop right into their dead queens’ old places. The Wraith were just so annoyingly organized that way…
“We must begin an exchange.”
Aiden jerked his attention back to the meeting. The blond one looked shocked and horrified at what the other had just said. That was just freaky. He wouldn’t have thought anything could shock a hive queen, let alone horrify one.
“Surely it is too soon for such measures to be taken. There are humans enough in this galaxy to feed us for years, and in the new-“
“Do you remember?” The old queen cut in over the younger, and he did mean cut. It was obvious from the tone that the real meaning of her question was ‘Are you stupid?’
The blond took a moment to ‘collect herself’ as his aunt Cathy would put it before replying, deadpan, “Yes, I remember.”
“As well you should. It was unfortunate your daughter did not.” Oh low blow, bringing up the kids. Aiden reminded himself it would be a really bad time to start laughing.
“She was not of the age.”
“And yet you chose her to follow you as guardian.”
“There was no reason to suspect such knowledge would be needed.”
“Ah, then you would have called a full awakening if you had been in her place?” The old lady really had Blondie backed into a corner here. If she said yes, she was an idiot. If she said no, she was still stupid for having chosen her daughter to be ‘guardian’, whatever the heck that was. The only route to take here was to stay silent, and the blond took it.
Which was probably what the white queen wanted all along, judging from the smug grin on her face and the superior tone when she started talking again.
“Recall that we cannot simply consume all the humans in this galaxy. They produce young but slowly, and if their population falls beneath a certain point it will be hundreds of years before they will be able to sustain our current numbers again, even with the cycles of sleep restored. With all the hives active we shall pass this point soon if we have not already. And while the new feeding ground may be rich, it serves us not at all if we starve before we reach it. It is a race against famine, with no clear sight as to who the winner might be.”
“But it will be years before the herds are depleted, and if we reach the new feeding ground soon-“
“Then no harm is done, and none need know of the plans we will have put in place. But if famine comes, those hives that are prepared will have a great advantage over those that are not. The crop will take years to mature. Now is the time to act to secure the preeminence of our bloodline.”
The blond still looked upset (and anything that can upset a wraith can Not be good), but she agreed anyway. “When and where shall the exchange be made?”
“At the end of the next mating cycle. The exact date and location can be determined later. The eggs shall be traded one for one.”
Eggs? That made the least sense of anything they’d said so far, and he had spent most of the meeting thinking ‘huh?’ Well, figuring stuff out was Jace’s job. Ford just had to get the intel to him.
“Agreed.” Blondie again. “Where do you go next, grandmother?” Ha! Knew there was a reason she reminded me of Grandma.
“To have this same discussion with your sisters. You may reopen your link now.”
The next few minutes were pretty boring since the Wraith started thinking at each other again. The darts came back to get them pretty quickly.
Aiden waited a while longer before getting out of the tree. He might not have understood most of what the queens had been talking about, but he was sure of one thing: Any hive planning for the long term survival of the Wraith needed to be taken out. Lucky Ford was ready to try out his own plan.
Now he just needed Colonel Sheppard and the Doc.
Author:
Rating: PG-13
Category: Gen
Characters: Ford, The Wraith
Spoilers: S1 & S2, The Hive (Still, STILL!, I haven’t seen the new eps.)
Word count: ~1200
Warnings: Unbeated, Dyslexics Untie
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate: Atlantis
Author’s Note: Companion piece of a sort for All Living Things Must Eat. It’d be useful to read that one first.
Summary: There are many things Ford does not know about the Wraith
Foresight
Ford shifted his position in the tree, making sure he was invisible from above and below while still having a clear view of his target. Which was, at the moment, an empty field. And had been for the passed three hours.
Aiden hated waiting, which was why he usually had Kanayo or one of the others do the recon. But the intel Jace had gotten from the Wraith network said two hive queens were meeting here today, on foot. They needed their best guy out here and while the enzyme made his men good, great even, Aiden had been great before he’d taken it. With it he was- well like the Doc said, he was Super Ford.
Which meant he got to spend most of the day up a tree getting splinters in his…
WHEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR
Now that was more like it! The dart dropped a queen and eight drones into the field. So the next batch should be here any…
WHEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRR
Yep, another queen and another eight. This one’s hair was pure white. If what Jace had told him was right, that meant she was an old one. While the males pretty much always had white hair from the start, females’ started out black or dark brown then faded through red and blond and eventually to white over time. And by time he meant millennia, which was just, whoa.
The other was strawberry blond so she had to be a lot younger.
The drones were walking off now, making a wide circular search out from the field. He guessed they were making sure there was no one hanging around. They missed Ford of course. He was the best. Was weird how they weren’t coming back in though.
Okay, now the two queens were looking at one another, and the blond one’s face had just shifted from that creepy smile they get when they’re thinking at each other to confused.
“I have closed my mind to all outside voices, as you were to have done.” That was the white haired one, sounding almost exactly like his grandma had when she thought he’d done something particularly stupid. Well, minus the Darth Vader voice anyway.
“I blocked my connection to the hive, but I did not believe such a complete severing to be necessary.”
“It is.”
Okay, looks like the old lady ‘wasn’t going to take any nonsense’ as his grandma would say. Never was a good idea to try to argue with her when she was in that mood. Seemed like Blondie thought so too ‘cause she just closed her eyes for a second and said, “It is done.”
So, the white queen really didn’t want any of the other wraith to know what they were going to talk about. Explained why they were meeting out here on the ground and why they sent the drones out of earshot.
Ford stifled a sigh. They made such tempting targets, but if he took them out, the intel he got here would lose all strategic value. It wouldn’t even hurt the hives’ command structures. The seconds were always well briefed and would just hop right into their dead queens’ old places. The Wraith were just so annoyingly organized that way…
“We must begin an exchange.”
Aiden jerked his attention back to the meeting. The blond one looked shocked and horrified at what the other had just said. That was just freaky. He wouldn’t have thought anything could shock a hive queen, let alone horrify one.
“Surely it is too soon for such measures to be taken. There are humans enough in this galaxy to feed us for years, and in the new-“
“Do you remember?” The old queen cut in over the younger, and he did mean cut. It was obvious from the tone that the real meaning of her question was ‘Are you stupid?’
The blond took a moment to ‘collect herself’ as his aunt Cathy would put it before replying, deadpan, “Yes, I remember.”
“As well you should. It was unfortunate your daughter did not.” Oh low blow, bringing up the kids. Aiden reminded himself it would be a really bad time to start laughing.
“She was not of the age.”
“And yet you chose her to follow you as guardian.”
“There was no reason to suspect such knowledge would be needed.”
“Ah, then you would have called a full awakening if you had been in her place?” The old lady really had Blondie backed into a corner here. If she said yes, she was an idiot. If she said no, she was still stupid for having chosen her daughter to be ‘guardian’, whatever the heck that was. The only route to take here was to stay silent, and the blond took it.
Which was probably what the white queen wanted all along, judging from the smug grin on her face and the superior tone when she started talking again.
“Recall that we cannot simply consume all the humans in this galaxy. They produce young but slowly, and if their population falls beneath a certain point it will be hundreds of years before they will be able to sustain our current numbers again, even with the cycles of sleep restored. With all the hives active we shall pass this point soon if we have not already. And while the new feeding ground may be rich, it serves us not at all if we starve before we reach it. It is a race against famine, with no clear sight as to who the winner might be.”
“But it will be years before the herds are depleted, and if we reach the new feeding ground soon-“
“Then no harm is done, and none need know of the plans we will have put in place. But if famine comes, those hives that are prepared will have a great advantage over those that are not. The crop will take years to mature. Now is the time to act to secure the preeminence of our bloodline.”
The blond still looked upset (and anything that can upset a wraith can Not be good), but she agreed anyway. “When and where shall the exchange be made?”
“At the end of the next mating cycle. The exact date and location can be determined later. The eggs shall be traded one for one.”
Eggs? That made the least sense of anything they’d said so far, and he had spent most of the meeting thinking ‘huh?’ Well, figuring stuff out was Jace’s job. Ford just had to get the intel to him.
“Agreed.” Blondie again. “Where do you go next, grandmother?” Ha! Knew there was a reason she reminded me of Grandma.
“To have this same discussion with your sisters. You may reopen your link now.”
The next few minutes were pretty boring since the Wraith started thinking at each other again. The darts came back to get them pretty quickly.
Aiden waited a while longer before getting out of the tree. He might not have understood most of what the queens had been talking about, but he was sure of one thing: Any hive planning for the long term survival of the Wraith needed to be taken out. Lucky Ford was ready to try out his own plan.
Now he just needed Colonel Sheppard and the Doc.
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Date: 2007-03-16 08:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-03-20 02:48 am (UTC)I really like these two fics looking at things from a Wraith POV. I hope you write more. ;)
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Date: 2007-03-21 02:01 am (UTC)Well you have to cut Ford some slack, he didn't get to read the last story after all. Plus, he's high.
As for more, I didn't plan any more, but then again this one wasn't planned either. When I saw the challenge I thought to myself "Too bad about the timing. That would have worked great for-" And that’s when the rabid plot bunnies attacked. Apparently they were still hanging around.
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Date: 2007-03-22 12:26 pm (UTC)Thank you for sharing. :)
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Date: 2007-03-23 04:21 am (UTC)