As it was they were facing some Go-auld with rats head type armor. They were pretty much down to handguns, having run out of ammo earlier, and it seemed only a matter of time before they were captured or killed.
In fact at the moment, of the team only two were conscious. The others either dead, or unconscious and seriously wounded. A Jaffa staff blast took out one, leaving only a lieutenant Eric behind. He pulled the trigger of his gun, only to hear the click of the hammer. Dammit he was out of ammo!
Eric looked tiredly over his position. The Jaffa approached, he could almost sense them grinning under their helmets. Where was SG-1 when you needed them, he thought. Mentally he went over his prayers, not even wanting to think what this Go-auld had in store for him.
So it came as quite a shock, when the Jaffa in the lead was suddenly obliterated by an energy blast.
"These Human's have been claimed by BAST! Stand down or be annihilated you pathetic worms. “A voice rang out, Eric turning his head and his eyes widening as a second larger party of Jaffa entered. Although they were definitely different from their previous attackers, their head armor being catlike... and were those tails on their rear? Although he had to admit the females in the group were definitely easy on the eye.
Needless to say the Rat Jaffa protested. This gave Eric the pleasure of seeing Bast’s Jaffa in combat, a sight few actually lived to tell about. Eric just gaped as the Cat-people Jaffa moved fluidly through the battlefield, taking down the Rat Jaffa with almost supernatural ease. He was so stunned, that he didn't even think to dodge, when a staff blast hit the ground near him. Sending a piece of rock flying straight towards his head.
As he slipped into the comforting darkness of unconsciousness, he couldn't help but wonder what sort of tortures these new Jaffa would do to him and his team.
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Eric groaned, awakening to the feel of a soft bed under him, and feminine hands stroking his face. The feeling of cloth wrapped around his head. He slowly opened up his eyes, to reveal a feline face looking down at him. His eyes traveled downward to reveal a rather busty frame, in what might laughing be called a nurses uniform.
His eyes widened as he tried to sit up, the room spinning about him before the were-cat pushed him back down. Eric dully noted he had been stripped of his uniform, and been placed in comfortable loincloth.
"You have a concussion human! Relax, your safe here at Bast's pleasure world. Let me take care of your needs." The woman grinned, as she pressed her uniformed breasts against his chest, her hand sneaking down to caress his loincloth. Her voice turned sultry. "Any need you desire whatsoever."
Eric pulled back. "What do you want? I won't be a co-operative prisoner if that's what you think this will make me be! Where are my team mates?"
The Were Jaguar pulled back, and if anything her grin grew more lecherously. "Oh I do so love it when they are full of fire. Although you’re not a prisoner silly, Bast has declared you her guests. As for your friends, well the ones we could save are over there.”
Turning his head slowly in the indicated direction, Eric saw several of his other teammates, just about everyone who hadn’t been killed by the Rat Jaffa really, lying down on soft couches. He noticed that their wounds had all been bandaged and they each had their own were-cat tending to their needs. One grunt turned towards Eric, as a were-panther fed him some peeled grapes. “Hey Lieutenant! Can I keep her?”
Eric turned back to the Were-jaguar tending to him. “If you think you can corrupt my men that easily you are sorely mistaken.”
The cat-girl chuckled, even as she easily flipped Eric over and began to massage his back. “My you earthlings do have fire in you; I am beginning to see why my mistress is so interested with that planet. Oh well as soon as you can walk, my mistress requests an audience with you. Then you will find out that we could care less about your silly SG team. “
Eric groaned in pleasure, before rallying again. “I don’t know what scheme you want with us. But I tell you that you will fail! No matter what you want.”
The Were-jaguar purred. “Oh I really do like you... such fire; it will be such a pleasure to accompany you. Anyways you will find out exactly what my mistress wants in a few hours. Oh in case you’re wondering, my name is Cleo.”
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Bast smirked from her viewing portal. Cleo was right; these humans definitely had fire in them. Dealing with this SG should almost be as much fun as chasing and... ‘catching’ this new were cat.
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