Tarantella, by Gooligan (PG-13)
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stargateficrecShow: SG-1
Rec Category: Offworld Action/Adventure
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter, Teal'c, plus several very important Original Characters
Categories: GEN; Action/Adventure, Horror
Warnings: for some people this story might be considered horror (there be monsters here ... and the story is so well written that it sucks you in to the extent you feel the characters' fear right along with them)
Author's Journal: unknown
Author's Website: Gooligan on AO3
Link: Tarantella
Why This Must Be Read: The author's fic summary is as follows: "SG-1 is used to dangerous places, but when Daniel Jackson is sent to investigate a Goa'uld crash, the whole team learns that some places are more dangerous than others" ... and boy, do they ever! Lotsa lotsa of you out there may have (probably have?) already heard of and read this before, but for those of who you have not: this is a long (almost novel-length), well-crafted action / suspense / light-horror story which will keep you on the edge of your seat.
The monster-baddies may be recognisable from elsewhere, but use of them in this story is seamless; not only are they a natural fit for an SG-1 story, but the author has really brought them to life. While this epic adventure is weighted toward Daniel (out of necessity), the rest of the team - plus a few very well constructed original characters - play a significant role in the story as well. I humbly suggest that even readers who might not be partial to Daniel-focused stories give this fic a go regardless. It had me on the edge of my seat right the way through, and would have done so no matter who the stranded character. The setting, pacing, interplay between suspense and relief, and original characters are skillfully written, and the interactions between Daniel and the OCs he finds himself trapped with held my interest - and evoked emotional responses - equally as well as did the action sequences.
When the static broke he sucked in a breath so deep he coughed and grabbed Rossiter's hand, holding it as if he could hold the signal, touch the caller. "SG-10? SG-10 respond!"
"We're here! We're here!" Rossiter's voice cracked. "I mean, this is airman Rossiter, this is SG-10."
"Thank god." He wasn't sure, but that's what it sounded like. He was ready to send up a prayer of thanks himself. "SG-10 this is SGC. Please respond SG-10."
"We're here. We're okay. I mean . . ." The kid stuttered to a stop. The hand holding the radio was trembling just the slightest bit. "There's no one left, SGC. They're all gone."
"Airman, please repeat." That was Lt. Simmons' voice, strained and sharp. "Repeat. We didn't get that."
"It's just us."
Daniel looked into Rossiter's eyes. No, that was wrong. Daniel couldn't look away from Rossiter's eyes, deep and lost. Rossiter's fingers were icy cold as Daniel tugged the radio from his hand.
"Simmons? Is that you, Simmons?"
"DR. JACKSON?" The line was still open and they could hear a very undisciplined and unmilitary sounding babble. "Dr. Jackson, hold on just a second sir."
A familiar growl cut through the chaos. "Simmons, gimme that!"
"Jack!" Daniel almost dropped the Airman's radio. "Jack, are you there?"
Staticky, broken words came back. "Yo! What IS it with you and stinky monsters, Daniel!?"
.
Rec Category: Offworld Action/Adventure
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter, Teal'c, plus several very important Original Characters
Categories: GEN; Action/Adventure, Horror
Warnings: for some people this story might be considered horror (there be monsters here ... and the story is so well written that it sucks you in to the extent you feel the characters' fear right along with them)
Author's Journal: unknown
Author's Website: Gooligan on AO3
Link: Tarantella
Why This Must Be Read: The author's fic summary is as follows: "SG-1 is used to dangerous places, but when Daniel Jackson is sent to investigate a Goa'uld crash, the whole team learns that some places are more dangerous than others" ... and boy, do they ever! Lotsa lotsa of you out there may have (probably have?) already heard of and read this before, but for those of who you have not: this is a long (almost novel-length), well-crafted action / suspense / light-horror story which will keep you on the edge of your seat.
The monster-baddies may be recognisable from elsewhere, but use of them in this story is seamless; not only are they a natural fit for an SG-1 story, but the author has really brought them to life. While this epic adventure is weighted toward Daniel (out of necessity), the rest of the team - plus a few very well constructed original characters - play a significant role in the story as well. I humbly suggest that even readers who might not be partial to Daniel-focused stories give this fic a go regardless. It had me on the edge of my seat right the way through, and would have done so no matter who the stranded character. The setting, pacing, interplay between suspense and relief, and original characters are skillfully written, and the interactions between Daniel and the OCs he finds himself trapped with held my interest - and evoked emotional responses - equally as well as did the action sequences.
When the static broke he sucked in a breath so deep he coughed and grabbed Rossiter's hand, holding it as if he could hold the signal, touch the caller. "SG-10? SG-10 respond!"
"We're here! We're here!" Rossiter's voice cracked. "I mean, this is airman Rossiter, this is SG-10."
"Thank god." He wasn't sure, but that's what it sounded like. He was ready to send up a prayer of thanks himself. "SG-10 this is SGC. Please respond SG-10."
"We're here. We're okay. I mean . . ." The kid stuttered to a stop. The hand holding the radio was trembling just the slightest bit. "There's no one left, SGC. They're all gone."
"Airman, please repeat." That was Lt. Simmons' voice, strained and sharp. "Repeat. We didn't get that."
"It's just us."
Daniel looked into Rossiter's eyes. No, that was wrong. Daniel couldn't look away from Rossiter's eyes, deep and lost. Rossiter's fingers were icy cold as Daniel tugged the radio from his hand.
"Simmons? Is that you, Simmons?"
"DR. JACKSON?" The line was still open and they could hear a very undisciplined and unmilitary sounding babble. "Dr. Jackson, hold on just a second sir."
A familiar growl cut through the chaos. "Simmons, gimme that!"
"Jack!" Daniel almost dropped the Airman's radio. "Jack, are you there?"
Staticky, broken words came back. "Yo! What IS it with you and stinky monsters, Daniel!?"
.
