When A’tir went through the Prim’tah, tah a , he knew he and his symbiote were destined for greatness. For a decade, he served as guard to his master, never ever thinking to question his God. He served faithfully and diligently.
Eventually, A’tir started to hear whispers of a Jaffa who was shol’vah and betrayed his Master. A’tir listened. Perhaps his Master wasn’t without flaw. The shadows of questions formed as triflings piled up and as the cracks in his God’s mask began to show.
With swift certainty, these unspoken questions came to the attention of his Master. As punishment A’tir’s clan would be slain. But word of the massacre reached the Tau’ri and several teams evacuated his people under a hail of Ma’tok blasts. When the smoke cleared A’tir’s unit had been defeated and he knew his life was forfeit. His God would never believe he had fought with all his might. His god would be right.
He fled to the Tau’ri at the Stargate and swore a life debt to General Loyer and to serve a new master, The Phoenix Site.
