The Tomb
P2X 338
Part 4
Not for the first time he cursed the surroundings. He hated Iraq. A distaste that had begun in the eighties of course during the over the borders while Saddam and the Ayatollah had been murdering each others peoples for shits and giggles... Jack had never understood the politics behind the debacle but Langley had forever been interested in the mess. His brief experience as a POW in the Gulf War had only compounded his distaste for the country's environs... and this planet was very much a dead ringer for the banks of the Tigris.
"We might still find Doctor Britsky."
"I thought you people were allergic to optimism?" Jack questioned. The Russian Colonel shrugged, and Jack mimiced the gesture, "IF we find him is he AWOL?"
"Britsky, nyet. Maybe argue about the rest of the team. It would depend on how they were separated, the high command will have questions of course, but if he is alive, the questions will be more important than anything. Doctor Jackson wants to ask questions as well."
Danny did that. That was certainly true. Danny was currently scouring the wall scribbles. "How long Doctor Jackson?" The russian called.
"Sorry?" Danny replied looking up from his notepad and letting his pen hand loosely.
"How long, why are there no people around. This place has been abandoned for some time."
"Oh," He glanced at Teal'c, "I'd guess probably since Marduk disappeared. The UAV flight," That had proceeded them through the gate, "Saw signs of a settlement further down river, "But this fell into disrepair probably a hundred or two hundred years ago."
"You cannot be more specific?"
He pointed up to the timbers, "This is really good treated wood. It weathered very well. Really good laquering treatment of, it had to be shipped from up river. I'd say that even without care it must have lasted centuries. This is a pretty generous climate for preserving this kind of prepared material."
"You think he'll want us to haul that back to the stargate?"
Jack shook his head, "Not, us, SG 11 though." He declared eliciting a laugh. The two full birds looked up at the ziggurat. "Come on Danny, its been here for centuries it will still be here when we come back." Daniel grumbled some at it, and the Russian colonel went back to trying to be afable.
"Maybe this is what happened with Doctor Britsky? They went to live with the locals."
"Before or after your stargate program went to hell?" He grunted.
"Sir,"
The front door was locked, Jack grunted again and looked around, "Pack a cigarettes. They're russian." He remarked. "Daniel get this door open." Jack ordered turning to face the writing on the wall. It was typical snake fare. Snake puzzle lock designed to stop people who were illiterate from opening doors, but Daniel wasn't illiterate. Jack glanced at the surroundings, the view the ziggurat was a commanding one. It gave them a view of the dilapidated agricultural scrub and irrigation works. He disliked the reminder of Iraq, "Come one day Danny speak the words of power."
"Stop rushing me Jack. Its a dialect I'm not familiar with."
"Oh come on what could it possibly say besides, I am Marduk I big important snake. Much important." He sneered. "Is his bragging about putting one over on one of the other goa'ulds?"
"Jack these are older pictographic characters not sound representing characters." Daniel begged for a couple more minutes to read. Jack adjusted his hat, and glowered at the surroundings.
"reminds me of Iraq." Zhukov muttered.
He couldn't stop the reflexive question, it was a soldiers' nature... he did it talking to other bastards who had gone to vietnam too, and Zhukov accent might have been russian but it was habit. "You too?"
"Da, oh yes you fought as part of Operation Desert Saber. Hunted sites ahead of the main force of advance."
That was was his file said officially. "Somebody had to do it. Certainly is hot enough to be Iraq."
"Its the middle of summer here, sir." Carter remarked, as Talinov joked about the old men.
"So what do we know about Marduk?" He said prodding Daniel with his booted toe. "Is there much fellating of his ego or what? Carter is up for some demo practice you know. Teal'c certainly could use some to, hell maybe Zhukov here wants a go with the ole C 4."
Daniel scowled. "Its the Babylonian Creation Myth, so yes, much self aggrandizing." He pushed some sections, "But its out of order for the poem." The door opened. "You need to press them in the correct order."
"See was that so hard?" He looked past Daniel at the dusty interior, and a piece of masonry shifted loose inside and fell... "Don't usually see that with snake architecture."
Teal'c moved inside and shined his streamlight up, "This doorway has been damaged. At some point in the past there was a fight here. Fights." He swept the light from what were obviously old staff weapon damage to much more recent bullets.
"Twenty Two it looks like," He fished his knife out and pulled a splintered bullet. "Not five five six." He muttered holding it under the flashlight.
"Yes, its Russian 5.45. Probably from AK74. Standard Russian Army Ammunition." Zhukov and his team were carrying joint security cooperation equipment in NATO calibers. That made more sense for Peace Keeping in the Balkans or ... wherever drawing from Nato ammunition but the Air Force had authorized P90s into inventory for the SGC's airmen and officers on the basis that the PDW would better reflect their usual missions. The Marines with their Everybody is a Rifleman schtick wasn't hearing it, and Hammond wasn't pushing them to. "What are the energy weapons from? When rather."
"Probably the rebellion that overthrew Marduk." Teal'c grunted. "They're very old."
"And this temple is over four thousand years old."
Everyone nodded. "The temple is very large yes?"
"Bigger than any of the ones we know of on earth," Daniel replied.
"We should split up then, cover more ground."
Jack shrugged, "Lets radio SG 11, and you can take Teal'c with you."
"To read Goa'uld?"
"Sure." Lets go with that, "He'll know what to look out for."
Zhukov nodded, "You should take Lieutenant Marchenko so youre not a man down then."
"Fine, Markie stick with Carter alright." He ordered as he and Zhukov walked back to the entrance to radio the larger SG Team.
"Bet it gets cold here at night." Zhukov muttered.
"Probably," Jack agreed as SG 11 told them they'd dial the SGC and update general Hammond. "Well we got plenty of daylight still better get cracking." Zhukov grunted in agreement and they walked back inside. "You think Kirensky's team made it in here?"
"I am told Dr Britsky is an expert in ancient babylon. I think he could get the door open."
"Yeah, Daniel says Britsky was brilliant."
"He might still be alive."
"There is you being optimistic again." He shrugged, "Lets hope you're right, Daniel does have a lot of questions he wants to bounce off your missing doctor." They moved to split up
They'd just found the remains of one of Kirensky's men when things start going wrong, and how? The man's flesh was flensed off his bones, eaten by some alien critter on this damn planet. Tiny teeth marks on the bones. At about that same time he'd tried radioing Zhukov SG 11 had tried to radio in. Zhukov had triggered some kind ancient security lock.
They were treated to more masonry falling. "Did anyone get what SG 11 was trying to tell us?" He demanded as they tried to set Marchenko's broken leg. The Russian Lieutenant had some bruised ribs and a nasty cut to his skull, but he was damned lucky he hadn't been crushed by the doors trying to slam closed.
"No, it was garbled. I couldn't understand anything they said." Zhukov declared. "Could you understand anything at all?"
"Nothing useful." Jack snorted. Carter tried to radio SG 11 again. "Nothing?"
"No sir, I can't get through."
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They didn't much poking around. There were a lot of staff blast scarring in the room they had settled in. It must have been one hell of a fight back in the day, but part of their caution had been trying to make sure that Marchenko was going to make it.
So when the rings activated they were caught completely flatfooted. Jack kicked himself for now scouring the room for goa'uld tech. He could guess now what SG 11 had been trying to warn them about though.
The rings activating abruptly had caught them off guard, much as he wanted to curse it. They hadn't even expected rings, but in hindsight Jack figured it made sense. They should have checked for goa'uld tech in the chamber, it wasn't as if sarcophagus were common items for the goa'uld. Marduk had been a big shot snake so of course he would have had rings up here. He felt goddamn stupid, and doubly so because the Russians were along on this damn errand.
"Lower your weapons." The lizard rumbled.
"Say what now?"
"We would prefer to avoid a ricochet." The lead lizard cocked its armored head, "Our combat armor is equipped with personal shields that might cause your projectiles to ricochet."
"Right." Jack muttered. On the plus side the lizard wasn't pointing a weapon at them... yet. "So why are you folks here?" He asked slowly lowering his P90. Daniel followed suit, and then Carter and Teal'c... the Russians didn't... not immediately.
If the lizards noticed they didn't mention it. "Marduk was imprisoned for a reason. As this planet is relatively close to the front," With Apophis so they were lucky these weren't Serpent Guard, "we have a device monitoring the stargate's activity. "Our orders have been updated."
"Oh," That sounded good... not.
"To what?" His Russian counterpart asked. Zhukov had adopted a more moderate stance cradling his 5.56 yugo built AK pattern rifle on his hip.
"Terminate Marduk, recover the eye of Tiamat for relocation to a more secure facility."
"Wait we found Marduk he was in the sarcophagus." Daniel protested.
"No, our sensors indicate he is still somewhere in the ziggurat." That was news.... the goa'uld life signs detection technology was useful, but not enough to generally identify a specific individual, and usually those were apart of a ship's sensor suite like on a tel'tac.
"The Russian stargate team that was here before is all dead."
"Indeed, he is probably not inside of a human host."
"Wait, so whatever ate the other team, is this goa'uld, is Marduk?" Valarin questioned and not sounding thrilled by it.
"Yeah, great you have fun with your bug hunt." O'neill retorted turning to the Lizard officer, "Can we use the rings to get out of here?"
"Of course." The Lizard replied. "It will deposit you a short walk from the stargate."
"And we can just leave from there?" Zhukov seemed skeptical.
Jack wasn't going to deny it was a fair question to ask, but he wanted to find out what was SG 11's situation as well, "Well, we found your missing team, lets go."
"You cannot be serious." He jerked his head at the lizards, "We just take their word for it?"
At least he hadn't shouldered his assault rifle, but Jack found it a little difficult not being acerbic in his reply. "We found our way out," He retorted to Zhukov. "As far as I'm concerned our mission is accomplished if they want to kill some goa'uld I'm all for it, but Markie there needs a trip to Fraiser, if that drops us by the gate all the better."
"They said they are here to recover the eye of Tiamat, at the very least we should find out as much as we can about it... given that it warrants this much at least." The Russian marine colonel replied, "You came by ship yes?" He asked the lizard.
The lizards had cleared the ring platform, "We did. The eye of tiamat is one of six dual purpose core crystal structures, that is an imprecise translation into English. They take their name from the guardian over each respective eye as apportioned by the system lords in ancient times. They are in fact of gate builder artifice."
Jack glanced back and raised an eyebrow at Daniel. "They're ancient in origin?"
"Yes. Marduk took his when he usurped Tiamat, and at that time none of the goa'uld thought it wise to attempt to take the eye. Balor's eye was recovered only recently as well, having been left with the wreckage of his fleet."
Jack grimaced, but decided since they were asking questions he might as well play the game. It wasn't like they were in that big of a hurry. The pyramid wasn't just going to collapse on them after all. "You said there are six of these things?"
"Apophis, Ra, Balor, Tiamat, Baal, and Osiris."
Daniel about jumped out of his skin at the last name, which was not a reaction that Jack liked. "Osiris had one?"
"Indeed. After his imprisonment it is unknown if Ra recovered it or not. It is doubtful that Ra did recover it, regardless its location is unknown at present.."
"Teal'c?" Jack glanced to the Jaffa.
"I have seen a jewel about palm sized ringed with a filigreed metal disk that was called the Eye of Apophis by his priests, but I do not know if Apophis was able to employ as anything more than a symbol of his prestige as a system lord."
"Do you know if he still has it?" Daniel couldn't help himself.
"To the best of our knowledge, yes." The lizard replied even if it had been intended as for Teal'c. It waited a moment longer before the team of lizards began to move off.
"We are just going to let them go?"
"They have shields and we don't." Jack found himself retorting, "Live and let live, besides if they want to go snake hunting I'm not going to complain."
"They have just stated," Zhukov protested, "That the Eye of Tiamat is an artifact of the gate builders."
"Yes, I heard the eight foot murder lizard explain that the alleged magical rock is a gate builder magic rock." He retorted. "I also heard that there are six of these things, and Apophis has one." He paused, "And Osiris."
"Well if it was on Earth than she probably took it with her when she fled." Carter pointed out, "It would make sense that if it wasn't in her temple, it would have been on the ship."
"Right," He agreed, "But it won't hurt to look. We found your missing team, we have no good reason to stick around."
Zhukov grumbled even as Teal'c moved to the panel, "This should indeed deposit us near to the stargate. We should at the very least report back to the SGC as to our findings. General Hammond can then decide our next course of action. "However I would be remiss to point out that most of Marduk's old domain fell under the control of Apophis. If there is a mother ship in orbit his fleet will have taken notice of it."
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