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Summary: Buffy's dive off the tower into Glory's portal has her falling through the Chaapa'ai and leading the people she finds to freedom. What happens when she meets SG1 and has the possibility of returning to the home she left behind.*Nominated for a 2007 CoA*

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Stargate > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Jack O'NeillkimbclarFR183036,65527297248,2201 Jan 063 Sep 07No

The Chosen One

Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Stargate. Too bad I could use the money.

A/N1: Spelling of all those confusing Stargate words courtesy http://www.ficml.org/jemimap/sg1/repository/#N

A/N2: This is my second fic. I’m almost finished with my 1st Immortal Slayer but this chapter wouldn’t leave me alone.

A/N3: This story is set after Buffy’s dive through the portal. For my purposes O’Neill never becomes a General and stays in command of SG-1 which consists of Jack, Daniel, Sam and Teal’c.

CHAPTER ONE – The Chosen One

It had been five years since she rolled through the Chappa’ai and fell at the feet of an extremely large Jaffa.

Of course she hadn’t known it was the Chappa’ai or what a Jaffa was then but after a year she’d known more than she ever wanted to.

A year spent working in the Jaffa camp that oversaw the nearby Naqahdah mine.

A year spent seeing how life in the service of Ba’al led many of the planet’s residents to an early death.

A year spent pretending to worship a god who was nothing more than a demon.

A year spent learning their weaknesses and persuading the local populace that they needed to kick their armor wearing asses right off the planet.

Buffy knew immediately the Jaffa troops housed a demon and that their Gou’ald overseers were possessed by the demon. They'd made her slayer sense all wonky and she’d truly never felt anything as evil.

Three and a half years ago she’d stood covered in blood as the last of Ba’al’s Jaffa ran through the Chappa’ai.

The first year after their victory they’d lived in constant fear that Ba’al would return with more troops. He hadn’t.

At the first anniversary of their victory they’d held a huge celebration in the town center. The villagers had praised her and called her the Chosen One. It was a name she hadn’t heard in a long time but somehow it felt fitting.

As the years passed she became one of the village’s leaders – a member of the Council of Elders. Of course she wasn’t old but she was their protector the one chosen to free them from their oppressor. So she served.

This place had become her home. She missed her friends and family. Often wondered what had happened to them. But she was content with her life.

Almost exactly five years to the day of her arrival the Chappa’ai opened and four people walked through.
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