Attacked by cat_77 (Not Human Challenge)
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sga_flashficTitle: Attacked
Genre: AU, Crack
Rating: PG to PG-13
Synopsis: A simple supply mission gone wrong.
Warning: Character death, but this is crack, so take it as you wish.
Author’s Note: Written for the not human challenge. I'm sorry.
Disclaimer: Not mine, the Atlantis universe belongs to people with far more money than me. I’m just borrowing them to play and making no profit from this.
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“Fall back!” Sheppard ordered, setting action to words. “There’s too many of them!” He glanced behind him as he backed up, pleased to see his team obeying for a change.
They darted across the prairie towards the trees, ignoring the food source they had come all this way to get in the first place. It was just too risky, not now, not after they already lost one team to those maniacs. Poison. In aerosol format of all things. This was so not good.
Safely ensconced high up in the leafy trees, he did a headcount. Everyone present and accounted for, save for Wilson’s team taken out by the poison gas. He had no idea if they were still alive, or simply knocked out. There were too many others with on this particular little op to risk finding out.
He glanced down at the ground below, no sign of their pursuers. He knew how much everyone wanted a rest after the attack, but he also knew they needed to get back to Elizabeth as soon as possible. She had specifically requested the run, and was not going to be pleased with the results. They could survive if they had to, but the food and supplies would have made the upcoming winter months far more bearable.
“Is it clear?” Rodney asked from the branch above.
“I think so,” Sheppard replied.
He was about to swing down and check it out for himself when Ronon bellowed, “Back!”
Sure enough, more of the maniacs came into view, bottles of poison in hand. They were huge, their size alone would have been enough to squash the Atlantis contingent, but adding their little chemical warfare experiments to the mix gave them beyond the upper hand.
“They wouldn’t attack unprovoked, would they?” Rodney buzzed in his ear. “We’re up here, hidden, not actively trying to do harm. What the hell is wrong with them?” He paused before adding, “And why are they immune to their little treat and we’re not? We’re going to need a sample or Atlantis could be at risk.”
Sheppard shushed him, watching as the beings went from tree to tree, scanning warily. Lorne’s team was one over, and he could read their agitation even from this distance. “Don’t do anything stupid, Major,” he whispered to himself. He was pleased to see the foursome simply freeze in place, no hint of movement as the attackers circled.
Then he heard it. “Screw this! We’re never going to find the hive. I saw we spray the trees and be done with it!”
There were murmurs of approval even as the gas was released. He watched Lorne’s team succumb first before the spray was directed at his own hideout. Rodney’s screams echoed in his head as he made a suicide run, his last thoughts were that at least Atlantis, the hive as these monsters called it, was safe.
He plunged his stinger in deep, hearing a satisfying screech as the attacker became the attacked. Just before pain ripped through his body and his world turned black, he heard a muttered, “Damn bees.”
End.
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Sorry. This is where my mind was today. I’d ask for feedback, but I think I’m afraid.
Genre: AU, Crack
Rating: PG to PG-13
Synopsis: A simple supply mission gone wrong.
Warning: Character death, but this is crack, so take it as you wish.
Author’s Note: Written for the not human challenge. I'm sorry.
Disclaimer: Not mine, the Atlantis universe belongs to people with far more money than me. I’m just borrowing them to play and making no profit from this.
~~~~~~~~~~
“Fall back!” Sheppard ordered, setting action to words. “There’s too many of them!” He glanced behind him as he backed up, pleased to see his team obeying for a change.
They darted across the prairie towards the trees, ignoring the food source they had come all this way to get in the first place. It was just too risky, not now, not after they already lost one team to those maniacs. Poison. In aerosol format of all things. This was so not good.
Safely ensconced high up in the leafy trees, he did a headcount. Everyone present and accounted for, save for Wilson’s team taken out by the poison gas. He had no idea if they were still alive, or simply knocked out. There were too many others with on this particular little op to risk finding out.
He glanced down at the ground below, no sign of their pursuers. He knew how much everyone wanted a rest after the attack, but he also knew they needed to get back to Elizabeth as soon as possible. She had specifically requested the run, and was not going to be pleased with the results. They could survive if they had to, but the food and supplies would have made the upcoming winter months far more bearable.
“Is it clear?” Rodney asked from the branch above.
“I think so,” Sheppard replied.
He was about to swing down and check it out for himself when Ronon bellowed, “Back!”
Sure enough, more of the maniacs came into view, bottles of poison in hand. They were huge, their size alone would have been enough to squash the Atlantis contingent, but adding their little chemical warfare experiments to the mix gave them beyond the upper hand.
“They wouldn’t attack unprovoked, would they?” Rodney buzzed in his ear. “We’re up here, hidden, not actively trying to do harm. What the hell is wrong with them?” He paused before adding, “And why are they immune to their little treat and we’re not? We’re going to need a sample or Atlantis could be at risk.”
Sheppard shushed him, watching as the beings went from tree to tree, scanning warily. Lorne’s team was one over, and he could read their agitation even from this distance. “Don’t do anything stupid, Major,” he whispered to himself. He was pleased to see the foursome simply freeze in place, no hint of movement as the attackers circled.
Then he heard it. “Screw this! We’re never going to find the hive. I saw we spray the trees and be done with it!”
There were murmurs of approval even as the gas was released. He watched Lorne’s team succumb first before the spray was directed at his own hideout. Rodney’s screams echoed in his head as he made a suicide run, his last thoughts were that at least Atlantis, the hive as these monsters called it, was safe.
He plunged his stinger in deep, hearing a satisfying screech as the attacker became the attacked. Just before pain ripped through his body and his world turned black, he heard a muttered, “Damn bees.”
End.
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Sorry. This is where my mind was today. I’d ask for feedback, but I think I’m afraid.
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Date: 2008-01-08 09:05 pm (UTC)Should I be laughing at a death fic?!
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Date: 2008-01-09 12:10 am (UTC)So the A Bug's Life and Antz movies? Make me crazy! Those main characters should be female! All the ants should be female! Girl power!!
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