Cocytus by murron and eretria (PG13)

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Show: SGA
Rec Category: Horror
Characters: John, Rodney, Teyla, Ronon
Pairing: none
Het/Slash/Gen: gen
Warning: very disturbing images
Author on LJ: eretria , murron 
Author's Website: Murron: AO3, Fic listing onLJ, Eretria: SGA tag on LJ which includes her fics, Eretria's Midnight Tea
Link: Cocytus

Why this must be read:

Again with the imagery, this fic will leave images in your head that are almost guaranteed to begin nightmares. This fic explores how some Pegasus natives deal with the constant death that is so prevalent in a galaxy with the Wraith. Where SGA-1 end up is straight out of a horror flick, I kid you not. In a world filled with the stench and image of decay and death, they try and make it to the Stargate and home. This fic will leave you shivering in your chair and thanking whatever deity you hold dear that you aren't in their shoes...

Story Summary: They cry for those who have no one left to cry for them.

Humming, soft and gentle. Not threatening.

A sting.

Pain.

Then nothing.

When Teyla regained consciousness, she found herself staring at a canopy of leafy green. One tree, branches elegant, old and covered in leaves reminiscent of the shape of Atlantis.

She tried to remember what had happened but failed to recall beyond their arrival on M33-604 and the short trek toward the nearest village. The sun had been warm upon their faces, the breeze carrying the scent of drying hay. She still could smell the lingering sweetness of it in the air now.

The reason for her unconsciousness confused her, but she did not worry. As long as the others were with her they would not let her come to harm while she was vulnerable.

Thinking of the Colonel, Dr. McKay and Ronon gave her the motivation she needed to work against the sluggishness that seemed to have settled so deep in her bones.

When she tried to rise, she found that she could not. Not one toe, not one finger responded. None of her muscles reacted. She tried to speak up and could not. Blinking was unattainable. She tried to draw breath and found even that was impossible. She could hear her breath, slow and shallow, but could not voluntarily draw, nor feel it. A stunner blast never was this efficient. Complete paralysis.

Comments

[patk.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes, this story!

When I saw The Kindred 1 for the first time and the trader told Teyla he had the jewelry stolen from an "off-world dumping ground" I couldn't help but immediately think of this story.

A very creepy story but a very good one.

[duonoaikouka.livejournal.com]

Gotta love it when canon and ficcage line up, ne? LOL