Revelation by gioia

Revelation

By: gioia_gg

CATEGORY: Angst

SEASON/SPOILERS: Season 10 “Unending”

WARNINGS: Dark

AUTHOR’S NOTES: My take on the crying scene. I think it’s a Vala/Adria mother-daughter relationship story more than D&V romance. And, I warn you: There is not any miscarriage in this fic :)

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(The crying scene in the montage)

He found her sitting on the floor, her arms wrapped over her legs, her back against their bed, staring idly at the wall. When she heard his footsteps, she turned her head towards him but didn’t acknowledge his presence. She then turned her head from him, resuming her distant gazing.

He walked over to her and sat beside her on the floor, his shoulder brushing against hers. He held up the sandwich in the air. “I brought you food.” He said, waving it in front of her.

She shrugged off, making her blue sweatshirt slip off her shoulder. “I’m not hungry.” She said snippily.

He put the sandwich on the bed as his hand crawled on her knee, caressing her clothed skin. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” She said, shaking her head. “Nothing at all.”

He sighed deeply. “Vala, I thought that we decided to be honest to each other. I, for sure know that something is wrong. I can read it in your face, your eyes, your voice. Whatever it is you can tell me, you know.”

She lifted her head and looked at him through her lashes. She then nodded. “I hate everything.” She said gloomily. “I hate this ship, I hate them, but mostly I hate her.” The venom in her voice made clear of whom she was speaking about.

“She came into my dream yesterday. I dreamt of a good life on earth. We had a beautiful home. We had twins. They had your eyes, and my smile. They were so beautiful. Lillian and Lenny. Yes, those were their names. We were, I think, happy. We seemed happy. Then, suddenly I woke up into darkness. All of those happy moments were gone, she was there instead.” One lone tear slipped from her left eye. “I hate dreams.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, tightly. “She said that we failed. That we were going to die on this ship, and then there would be nothing or no one to stop her. She said she had won.” Her voice was shaking, but she managed to keep talking.

“She said that she, of course, could have helped us. ‘But didn’t we decide long before that there wasn’t anything I could give you? I think, at the end, you were right, Mother.’ She came to say goodbye.” She chuckled humorlessly through her sobbing breaths. “She came to throw my failure in my face.”

“It wasn’t your failure.” His other hand on her chin he turned her face over towards his. “Don’t take the blame on yourself. It was their fault, only their fault.”

She dropped her head. “I wish I had killed her.” She spitted out in a whisper. “Daniel…She used us. She used every one of us, included the Ori.”

“Wh--What?” His arm dropped off her shoulders as his borrows knitted in confusion. “I don’t—don’t understand. How did she use the Ori?”

“She bears each part of them in her. They gave her life. Even when she was bound to flesh and blood, she was one of them. What does an Ori want to have something more than power?” She asked somberly, wrapping her arms around her legs once again.

“More power.” He answered as the revelation slowly dawned to him. “She never wanted to destroy the Ancients. She wanted to destroy the Ori.” His brows were high in disbelief. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t…

“See, it was a perfect plan. She couldn’t find the Sangraal herself. So instead, she manipulated us to find it for her. Then, she made you and Merlin finish it and made you believe that you and she were going to destroy the Ancients. She couldn’t have destroyed the Ori herself. She buried her plan deep down because otherwise, they might have been suspicious. She made them believe she really wanted to kill Ancients, as she did even with Merlin. We did her dirty job for her and she ended up having all the power of Ori in herself.” She finished with a deep sigh. “Ancients were never really important to her. She knew that they were bound to their rules. She still knows that as long as she keeps a low profile they can’t interfere in her plans.”

“I still don’t believe it.” He shook his head, unable to fathom what all this really meant. All for nothing. “She can’t be this devious against ascended beings.”

She snorted dryly. “Apparently, she is.”

He knitted his brows darkly. There was something amiss in it. A missing part that made no sense at all. “Why did she tell you all of this…why now?”

She shrugged carelessly in response. “She probably believes that we’re no danger to her any more. She came to enjoy her victory. You see, we, for a moment, when we captured her and forced her to ascend messed her plans a little.” In her voice there was no victory singing march, just remorse and regret. “She didn’t think of ascension at that moment. In order to challenge the Ancients, she still needed more power. She was planning to gather more followers and in the end, when the right time had come, she would have wiped them out.”

“But now she’s an ascended being. Maybe she can’t directly interfere with the lower planes right now, or else the Ancients will fight her. She can’t challenge them, yet.” She put a dark emphasis on yet. “But she still won. When we die, the most important threat against her absolute domination over the galaxy will die with us. All she has to do now is wait. Then she will probably charge the Doci with a crusade and wait until she is the most powerful individual in this or any other plane.” She faltered a moment, avoiding her gaze from him. “And then she will be the most powerful being in all planes.”

He looked at her disoriented figure. How she wrapped herself in way that screamed for protection. “But there is something else, isn’t there?” He asked empathically.

She exhaled deeply as her eyes remained unfocussed for a moment; her face was tense. “There is always something else, isn’t there?” She asked with a sad smile. He merely looked at her distant figure, without responding. He wasn’t sure she’d expect any, anyway. “After she told me all of those things, I asked her why the Ori chose me to carry her. She smiled at me and said that she had chosen me, not the Ori. She said I was the only one who could make her plans work. She said she needed my reckless soul, my ruthless attitude and my wits. She said that she had seen something familiar in me. Before she was even born, before she was dropped my womb, she had chosen me. It was her plan and she used me from the beginning.” She gave in, at last, and started to cry openly.

“A lot of people had used me before, Daniel. Quetesh, my dad, my friends, but none of them had hurt me like that.” She clinged on his shirt, and rested her head on his chest as she cried. “She was my daughter; she was my miracle. I loved her; one part of me couldn’t help but love her and…and…” She let her words die. She pushed herself from him as all her unresolved feelings leaped at her once, trapping her. He didn’t let her escape; he pulled her against his chest, his arms hugging her tightly. “I hate her.” She looked like as if she was in pain, her voice muffled beneath his shirt.

She kept crying into his chest as he caressed her hair, whispering silent ‘sshhs’ into her ear.

* * * *

“What were you exactly doing up there, anyway?” Vala asked, knitting her brows. She took her daughter’s wounded arm and examine it carefully as the youngling straighten her shoulders and threw at her twin brother an accusing glance.

“Lenny said that I couldn’t climb a tree because I’m a girl, mother. I told him that he was stupid.” The young boy looked away in shame, and played the dirt on the earth with his feet. Vala tilted her head to her side and cast a glance away at her husband who was sitting on the bench at their garden, lost in his studies. She then turned back to her children. She put her hand on the little girl’s cheek, caressing the dirt on there. “That’s my girl.” She said, smiling.

Darkness and silence had the same color. And up her waking up, Vala felt both of them around her. Darkness was immense, solid, surrounding her, as if it was alive and the silence was rising from every direction, overwhelming, crushing her downwards.

Then into darkness and silence, there was a voice.

“What an interesting dream.” It said in an amused tone. A sudden burst of light erupted and she turned away from it as her arm flew before her eyes to protect them from sudden brightness. After a few seconds, the light took the shape once knew as the Orici among humans. “Welcome come to my home, Mother.” She said, still amused as she threw her sparkling arms into air—darkness, mimicking a perfect host.

Vala closed her eyes and sighed deeply as her daughters name slipped from her mouth. However, after a second, she straightened her back and opened her eyes.

“What are you doing here?”

Adria arched her eyebrows, smiling smugly. “I’m here to see how you’re doing in these days.” She faltered only for a moment. “We couldn’t be able to talk a lot last time we saw each other.” She tilted her head to her side, searching for a reaction in her. “You were trying to kill me.” She stated but in her voice, there wasn’t any accusing under tones. She just had stated a truth known by both of them in heart.

“Just like you.” Vala replied coldly. “Do not dare to come here and—“Adria had raised her hand up, waving it aimlessly in the air.

“We had our differences.” She said flatly. “But I’m not here to argue with you. There is not a reason for us not having a civilized conversation.” She said dryly, smirking smugly once again. “Do tell, Mother. How the life is treading you?”

“You don’t care. And don’t call me that. I’m not your mother.”

“But you were. Once.” She added after a thought, almost remorsefully.

“What are you really doing here, Adria?” Vala asked snipply.

For a moment, Adria looked doubtful, staring into distance. “I wanted to…say goodbye to you. It might be the last time we see each other.”

“So why did you wait for all those years?”

“All those years?” She shrugged her sparkling shoulders a bit for the effect. “It passed only ten years since the last time we saw each other.” She tilted her head, again amused. “But only for you. For the rest, it was just millisecond in the vast, endless time. And for me, time is nothing but an illusion.” She smiled at her gently. “I have all the time in all the worlds. Time means nothing to me.” She wrapped her hands in front of her. “So…are you well?”

It was her turn to shrug her shoulders off this time. “I had seen worse.”

Adria sighed but there was a smile on her lips. “You know I could have helped you, if you had seen things in my way.”

Vala huffed loudly, throwing her hands into air. “I’ve assumed you’re not here to discuss the past with me.” She faked a smile. “You couldn’t be any help, anyway. You’re not allowed to interrupt to lower planes.”

“But, here I am, chatting with you.” Adria countered.

“Ancients would never let you do anything with us, with the filthy lower beings, darling.” She said, faking a bright smile.

Adria tilted her head to her side again, looking thoughtful. “How can you be sure?”

“Excuse me?” She arched her brow.

“If I had wanted to help, Ancients wouldn’t have stood on my way, Mother.” She took a step forward. “I have all the power of the Ori in myself. As far as you know, the Ancients could be all dead.”

“I believe that you had said our attempt to destroy the Ori was unsuccessful.” She said sarcastically.

“Then I think I lied to you.”

“Then don’t be surprised if I’m not taking your word on this.”

Adria smirked down. “You know, mother, there are other planes than these. Other worlds to conquer. Why don’t you believe me when I say they are no longer with you?”

“Because all those years are just a millisecond.”

“And time is nothing but an illusion to my kind.” She smirked again, pleased with herself. “There are other wars you aren't even aware of.” She said darkly.

“Does it matter? You have never had enough power.” She responded but the doubt had made its way, into her voice, into her heart. She couldn’t, could she? Then the sparkling thing had been her daughter once threw her head back, and began to laugh.

“Don’t worry, mother. Of course, I’m not the most powerful being in the all planes.” Her laughter ceased, her cold but smug demeanor returned. “Yet.” She turned her back to her and began to walk over to the horizon. It was as if she was walking onto thin air. She then stopped and looked at her over her shoulder. “But at the end, I think I should thank you all. I wouldn’t have done it without your help.”

Vala narrowed her eyes and walked over to her. “What are you talking about?”

She smiled smugly once again. “About thanking you. You handed me all the power I ever wanted on a silver plate. You served me well.”

“I don’t…understand.” Vala mumbled, still knitting her brows.

“You don’t, do you?” She turned her back completely to her. “Come, Mother. Look at the darkness.” The solid darkness around them began to fill with little golden sparkles. Adria stretched one of her hands and reach out for Vala's. When her hand touched it, it began to glow which made Adria glow more until it was wasted. Adria’s face was disoriented with the pure pleasure, and her figure was trembling. “Belief is marvelous thing, isn’t it?” Adria asked, still lost in her pleasure. She then sobered, turned around and looked at her. “I’d gained the consciousness in this place. The heart of our power. Each of them gave me a little part of their essences; I was part of them. I was one of them.” She put her hand on her chin, lifting her gaze over to hers. “Tell me, mother. What an Ori want more than power?” She asked almost gently.

She closed her eyes as the sudden revelation hit her. Suddenly in a minute all things began to make more sense, all loose parts clipped their parts. It was so sudden, so painfully brief moment, she wondered it was one of Adria’s doing. Sending the revelation to her, just like the other times, in her dream. Probably it was she thought as her tears began to loose, run freely. “No…” Her voice betrayed to her and cracked over a lump in her throat.

“I’m sorry.” Adria said almost sincerely and for a second Vala wondered if she really meant it.

“No, you’re not.” She opened her eyes, pushing her hands away from her face. “You used me.” She spitted out with menace. “You used every one of us.”

“Why are you so upset?” She sighed. “I was part of human, part of Ori. It was a very interesting combination.” She said smoothly. “Were you really expecting anything less?”

“I loved you.”

“So did I.” Adria whispered throatily as her hand flew to caress the tears from her cheek. “I’ve always know what I was going to. It was unavoidable.” She dropped her hand off and turned her glance away from her. “It was part of being human.” She added with a disdain, pursing her lips with contempt. “They forced me to bind myself to the flesh and blood. It was like an endless torture to my kind. Knowing all things about universe but being incapable of truly sizing it. The universe is infinite.” She tilted her head to her side, and smiled once again. “But they forgot what it is like to be a human. It contains something deep, something raw, and something powerful they can’t even begin to understand.” She said smoothly. Her content with herself was dripping from her voice. “I buried all my plans in deepest part of me, in my fleshy and bloody heart, in my castle.”

“Then used us to destroy them?” Vala asked skeptically.

Adria shrugged idly. “I couldn’t do it myself. I needed someone. And you and your friends were the best options at my disposal.”

“So is this why you’re really here?” Vala asked sarcastically. “Throwing your victory at my face. Taunting me as telling that you beat us.”

Adria faked a smile as she sighed exaggeratedly. “Mother, you aren’t listening to me. You never really did. I told you that I came to see you to say goodbye.”

Vala laughed humorlessly, shaking her head in disbelief. “Right. Of course, you came to say goodbye. Silly me.”

Adria threw at her a deadly glance. “Don’t overrate yourself much to me.” She replied snippily and Vala felt something in her frozen with her late daughter’s tone.

“I’ve never ever dream of it. If you had cared about me even a bit, we wouldn’t have had that conversion, would we?” She swayed on her feet, wishing to wake up for good. This dream or whatever it was became a little too angsty for her taste. She wanted to wake up on her bed, crawling beside Daniel. She wanted to feel his arms wrapped around her, chasing away every evil thought. She wanted to tuck her head under his chin and forget everything. But there was still one thing she needed to know, to understand why. It had been gnawing her since she had learned that she was pregnant to Ori’s Will and now it had risen to the surface from the depths inside her, demanding the truth.

She breathed deeply, feeling mentally and physically wasted. “Tell me one thing, Adria. Why me? Why did not they choose another believer to carry their bacon of light among the darkness?” The snark was dripping from her voice but to her ears it came weary. “Why did choose an unbeliever, someone like me? Tell me why?”

“Is it important?”

“It’s to me.”

“What if I don’t want to tell you?” Adria challenged.

“After all things you’ve done to me, you owed me that one, Adria.” Vala replied fiercely, looking directly at her eyes. “I deserved to know why it happened to me.”

“Are you really sure that you want to know?”

Vala didn’t respond but continued to look at her with determine eyes. Adria merely raised an amused brow. “So be it, Mother.” She wrapped her hands in front of her as she paused dramatically. “Ori didn’t choose you. I did.”

“What?”

“I said I did choose you. I told you that I somewhat born in this place, destined to be a beacon of light among the humans, destined to be one of them. I was told to choose the woman I wanted to bind myself. I knew from the start, when I dropped into your womb, I was going to have all of your race’s weakness. As I said before, It was unavoidable, part of being human. There was no escape from it, nowhere to hide. So I chose you.” She came toward her, easing every personal space between them. For a moment, Vala felt as if she was everywhere, her presence wrapped itself everything around her. Her voice was a gentle but crispy whisper, riding on an invisible wind. “I chose you because when I looked at you, I saw something familiar inside you, as if I was seeing my own reflection on a dark mirror. I chose you for your reckless soul, your ruthless attitude, your survival skill, your potential. Whatever you think, in the deep, we both know that we’re not much different from each other.”

“I’m nothing like you.” Vala managed to say after the initial shock. “I’m not like you.”

Adria’s eyes lightened with a fierce fire and she cocked her head to the side and looked at her, really looked at her. Vala felt as if she was naked under her fierce glance, as if she had no place to run, no place to hide. It was searching the deepest parts of her soul, burning her through her core. “Do you really believe that mother or you just assume that I will?” She asked slowly with a curious tone.

Vala felt cold, frozen fingers clutched her heart and as the cold was spreading like a fire in haywire into her body. A familiar memory crept to her mind, and she saw herself in front of her newly born children, asking the very question. But she clenched her jaw until it throbbed with pain, and she raised her chin stubbornly, turning away from her. “I’m nothing like you.”

Adria looked at her with contempt, and when she was talking, her voice filled with derision. “Your attempt of denying yourself is quite amusing, Mother. If you want to believe that, so let it be.” She stepped back from her personal place and turned away from her completely. “But it gives you any comfort, I didn’t, of course, choose you just because the things I’ve seen in you. You were a perfect deal, coming from the galaxy I wanted to conquer, had the contacts in our biggest enemy.”

She said conversitically, a mocking attempt for trying to make it look better for her.

“You’re evil.” Vala spitted out through her teeth with venom.

“I’m behaving according to my nature. Is this what you call evil?” She asked in a sneer tone as her lips curved upwards. “You have disappointed me, Mother. I had seen a great potential inside you, but you kept denying yourself.” She almost drawled as she reached her chin again and held it between her fingers. When her piercing gaze met Vala’s, she dropped the amused one act and got deadly serious. “I could have given you everything you wanted and the things even beyond your wildest dreams. I could have given you even the immorality. All individuals would have loved you and would have been scared of you. They would have looked at you with amazed eyes, asking guidance. You would have had their destiny in your hands.” She let her hand off from her chin. “Now you’re going to just die here, falling in the clutches of despair and dust. I could have helped you, but didn’t we decide long ago that there wasn’t anything I could give you? I think, in the end, you’re right, Mother.” She shook her head remorsefully. “It’s a pity though, because you could have been a real goddess among the humans.”

Vala stood as dead in front of her daughter and she reflected what Adria had told her. She wondered if it was still late. What would have said Adria if she had said she was seeing things in her way now? Would she believe her? Would she become a goddess? But what was the price? In the back of her mind, a familiar voice was speaking to her.

Are you going to stop whining or not? I don’t understand why you’re complaining that much. You were nothing before us. We took you, we made you divine, and we made you a goddess.

Maybe I didn’t want to be a goddess, Qetesh. Maybe I just wanted to be normal. Could you give it back to me?

She then remembered her dream. She remembered the daughter she cleaned the dirt off from her cheek, the boy who was avoiding looking at her eyes. The husband who was lost in his own studies. She remembered feeling content, feeling happy, feeling normal.

“Maybe I didn’t want to be a goddess. Did it ever occur to you, Adria?”

Adria looked thoughtful for seconds but Vala merely shook her head. “I suppose not.” She whispered as her shoulders dropped, feeling the weary.

“What difference makes now, anyway?” Adria asked, finally seeing Vala’s point. “Soon you’ll die and there won’t anything between me and my task of bringing the light back to this galaxy, washing all the darkness away. All I have to do now is waiting.” She sneered but her voice didn’t sound as perky as before.

“Then do tell me, one thing, dear daughter. What are you going to do after then, after you washed all darkness away? What are you going to do when you are the only beacon of the light in the all planes? Do tell me, daughter the dearest. What does mean light without darkness?”

“I don’t…understand.” Adria said, looking lost.

“No. I’m afraid you don’t.” Vala agreed soberly. “Now go. Leave me, my friends, my dreams alone. I don’t wish to see you again.” Vala turned from her completely and then she waited to wake up into darkness again.

** The End **

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