“A long time ago, we think about eight thousand years, beings from another world found Earth. Our world,” Daniel clarified. “They studied us, and human myths, and decided they could use them. Pretend to be gods, to take humans as slaves. With the technology they had – ships that could travel space, weapons that could kill without a touch, chemicals that could break minds and wills – our ancestors thought they were gods. Until Ra finally went too far, and we rebelled.” Blue eyes hardened behind glass. “We call them the Goa’uld.”
Not a flicker of recognition, Jack noted. But they were at least listening.
“Our ancestors buried the Stargate on Earth. Covered it over and forgot about it,” Daniel said ruefully. “But the Goa’uld live a long, long time. They’re still out there, ruling over countless planets of humans descended from those kidnapped people. They want to take Earth back – to have us all as slaves, and worse.” He waved at the team. “We’ve been going to other worlds, meeting other groups of humans, to try and find help against the Goa’uld. And to help them, if we can. That’s why we were in Keishi. It’s where the Goa’uld came to this world, centuries ago. We knew the Goa’uld who’d ruled here were gone, Teal’c said they disappeared about five centuries ago or so, so we hoped this was an independent planet. We never expected to find… well. This.”
Silence. Ayame’s maid was all but trying to make herself invisible against the wall, blinking.
Ayame glanced at her two bushi, who did not look at all happy, then met Jack’s gaze directly. “You claim to be from another planet. Another living world.”
“Crazy, but true,” Jack agreed.
“And that there is another species – an alien species – with technology more advanced than either of our worlds, that wants to enslave us all.” Ayame straightened. “If that’s true, why aren’t they here?”