Many Have Said, by Magistrate (PG)
Show: Stargate SG-1
Rec Category: Teal'c
Characters: Teal'c, Bra'tac
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: reference to typical Goa'uld atrocities
Author on LJ: draegonhawke
Author's Website: Magistrate at AO3
Link: Many Have Said
Why This Must Be Read: This is an absolutely glorious journey together with Teal'c, following the steps he trod on the road to rebellion. Here is the year between Ra's fall and COTG, from the perspective of a First Prime recognizing the repercussions of the death of the Supreme System Lord. The leaps from one scene to the next will leave you as breathless as Teal'c, leading up to that pivotal moment when he recognizes Jack as someone he can trust and follow. This is classic Magistrate fic: well-written, thought provoking, and perfectly in character.
It was during the other task, the gathering of slaves, that Bra'tac approached him.
"I remember your pride when you came to me with the gold brand on your forehead," Bra'tac said, keeping his voice low as they marched through the barracks. "I remember the arrogance of the young warrior I trained. You were never so dour when I knew you, Teal'c. Tell me. Are you succumbing to despair?"
Teal'c did not, at first, respond.
Bra'tac walked with him, eyes quick, keeping watch for any who might stray too close and overhear. "Any other Jaffa would rejoice at his master's rise."
Teal'c swallowed back the welling disgust. "I would rather he fall," he murmured.
"As would I." The heel of Bra'tac's staff weapon clicked along the floor. "But it is best to smile and swell a little with pride. False pride for a false god."
For a while again, Teal'c did not respond.
"You find it difficult," Bra'tac said.
Teal'c nodded.
"Many things are difficult," Bra'tac said. "The warrior challenges and conquers them all. Do this thing, Teal'c. Live and serve."
Rec Category: Teal'c
Characters: Teal'c, Bra'tac
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: reference to typical Goa'uld atrocities
Author on LJ: draegonhawke
Author's Website: Magistrate at AO3
Link: Many Have Said
Why This Must Be Read: This is an absolutely glorious journey together with Teal'c, following the steps he trod on the road to rebellion. Here is the year between Ra's fall and COTG, from the perspective of a First Prime recognizing the repercussions of the death of the Supreme System Lord. The leaps from one scene to the next will leave you as breathless as Teal'c, leading up to that pivotal moment when he recognizes Jack as someone he can trust and follow. This is classic Magistrate fic: well-written, thought provoking, and perfectly in character.
It was during the other task, the gathering of slaves, that Bra'tac approached him.
"I remember your pride when you came to me with the gold brand on your forehead," Bra'tac said, keeping his voice low as they marched through the barracks. "I remember the arrogance of the young warrior I trained. You were never so dour when I knew you, Teal'c. Tell me. Are you succumbing to despair?"
Teal'c did not, at first, respond.
Bra'tac walked with him, eyes quick, keeping watch for any who might stray too close and overhear. "Any other Jaffa would rejoice at his master's rise."
Teal'c swallowed back the welling disgust. "I would rather he fall," he murmured.
"As would I." The heel of Bra'tac's staff weapon clicked along the floor. "But it is best to smile and swell a little with pride. False pride for a false god."
For a while again, Teal'c did not respond.
"You find it difficult," Bra'tac said.
Teal'c nodded.
"Many things are difficult," Bra'tac said. "The warrior challenges and conquers them all. Do this thing, Teal'c. Live and serve."