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butterflyTitle: Mind or Matter
Summary: One way to become human again.
Timeline: In that time between S6's Full Circle and S7's Fallen
Rating: Gen. PG/PG-13ish
Disclaimer: Owned by a bunch of people. None of them me.
I could feel every atom of my being stripping off, slowly being ripped apart by very power that I'd created. I hadn't felt anything physical in a year but for a brief moment, I felt it all again. Once again trapped in my own skin, radiation eating away at my organs, my skin wet from the blood, every breath agony, despite the drugs that Janet dared to give me.
I felt human again, for an incandescent instant. Then I collapsed in on myself, every part of me shaking and shifting together, smaller and smaller, until I was nothing.
I was empty and bare, hanging in a void.
Time lost all meaning as I waited in the emptiness for anything to change. Where I waited, there was no sound, no whisper of breath. No light and no trick of light behind eyelids that I no longer had. No smells and nothing under or around me. No sensations, not even as much of a breeze. No feelings and no true awareness. Nothing but the knowledge that eventually They would come.
The Others.
It was an eternity before they came, and when they did, nothing changed. The void surrounded me still, and I had no proof of their presence but the knowledge of it.
Another eternity passed and I was aware of a choice that had been made.
Oma was there and a flicker of awareness ran through me.
She had chosen to let me go, have me live again, unmarred and unmarked by my time among them. In this choice, she was admitting... defeat, and I could feel her soul howl at the losses she would suffer from this.
Sensation sank around me, and I was aware again of having a body. Dirt and wind against flesh. My mouth was dry and though my eyes were closed, I could see light. I shifted slightly, and feelings burned into my skin. Shivers overtook my body and I could smell the strong, rich scent of the earth that I lay on.
I took a breath, oxygen hitting my lungs, jumpstarting my systems. I felt my heart start to beat and realized that I was naked.
I opened my eyes, and my memory started to slip from my mind, escaping as quickly as grains of sand from an overeager fist.
Soon, all I knew was that I was Daniel Jackson.
Then I blinked, and knew nothing at all.
~fin~
Summary: One way to become human again.
Timeline: In that time between S6's Full Circle and S7's Fallen
Rating: Gen. PG/PG-13ish
Disclaimer: Owned by a bunch of people. None of them me.
I could feel every atom of my being stripping off, slowly being ripped apart by very power that I'd created. I hadn't felt anything physical in a year but for a brief moment, I felt it all again. Once again trapped in my own skin, radiation eating away at my organs, my skin wet from the blood, every breath agony, despite the drugs that Janet dared to give me.
I felt human again, for an incandescent instant. Then I collapsed in on myself, every part of me shaking and shifting together, smaller and smaller, until I was nothing.
I was empty and bare, hanging in a void.
Time lost all meaning as I waited in the emptiness for anything to change. Where I waited, there was no sound, no whisper of breath. No light and no trick of light behind eyelids that I no longer had. No smells and nothing under or around me. No sensations, not even as much of a breeze. No feelings and no true awareness. Nothing but the knowledge that eventually They would come.
The Others.
It was an eternity before they came, and when they did, nothing changed. The void surrounded me still, and I had no proof of their presence but the knowledge of it.
Another eternity passed and I was aware of a choice that had been made.
Oma was there and a flicker of awareness ran through me.
She had chosen to let me go, have me live again, unmarred and unmarked by my time among them. In this choice, she was admitting... defeat, and I could feel her soul howl at the losses she would suffer from this.
Sensation sank around me, and I was aware again of having a body. Dirt and wind against flesh. My mouth was dry and though my eyes were closed, I could see light. I shifted slightly, and feelings burned into my skin. Shivers overtook my body and I could smell the strong, rich scent of the earth that I lay on.
I took a breath, oxygen hitting my lungs, jumpstarting my systems. I felt my heart start to beat and realized that I was naked.
I opened my eyes, and my memory started to slip from my mind, escaping as quickly as grains of sand from an overeager fist.
Soon, all I knew was that I was Daniel Jackson.
Then I blinked, and knew nothing at all.
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Date: 2004-07-23 08:07 pm (UTC)I like the idea that Daniel's descension is a failure for Oma, rather than an indication that he failed her.
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Date: 2004-07-24 07:10 am (UTC)*waves back*
Thanks very much for commenting.
This is lovely; the return of his sense awareness, especially in the first paragraph, is very visceral.
Thank you. I'm just sensing out my views of Daniel's inner character and this is such a huge yet unexplored moment (because, well, yeah, he doesn't really remember what happened and we didn't see anything between *boom* and nudity).
I like the idea that Daniel's descension is a failure for Oma, rather than an indication that he failed her.
*nods*
She knew the sort of man that he was when she signed him up. He's loyal and stubborn and thinks outside the lines. Also, I've found what Daniel says about Oma in the elevator scene to be fascinating. He seems so... frustrated with the entire situation. Honestly, I don't think that it could have ended any other way, because Daniel Jackson is incapable of not interfering. Daniel makes waves, makes things happen, even when he's not trying.
Plus, technically, while he was an Ancient, she was his CO ("those of us who follow her"), and therefore responsible for him.