Disclaimer: I don't own or make any money from this project. Stargate belongs to Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Film Corporation. X-Men, Excalibur, and related characters belong to Marvel.
Author's notes: This starts at the beginning of Season 2 in Stargate, and will be replacing the Soul Sword trilogy in the Excalibur comics. I didn't like some of the retconning in those issues. Anyway, the Marvel timelines are so screwed up, I don't mind tweaking the dates to match Stargate's.
Bare, concrete walls surrounded the large room. Two steel doors stood open on opposite sides. An even larger blast door on the wall between the doors sat raised, revealing windows into a control room. The heavy weapons and half-dozen alert soldiers made it clear the giant, vertical ring facing the control room was not only important, but potentially dangerous. At the moment, the ring was inert, scientists and technicians running tests on the hardware attached to it.
With everyone focused on the ring, when a burst of smoke about ten feet off the ground left two figures hurling into the wall, it took a moment for anyone to react. Even so, alarms started going off before they hit the ground. One figure, a young woman in a tight, blue and yellow outfit, pulled herself to her feet. The way she braced against the wall, holding her free arm tight across her chest, made it clear she'd been injured. The blood on both figures made it difficult to tell which was actually bleeding.
When she saw the soldiers, she pushed off the wall, forcing herself into a defensive stance.
"Kurt?"
When she received no answer, she spared a glance at her companion.
"Kurt!"
She moved so she was between him and the soldiers.
A tall, blond woman in green pants and black shirt pushed to the front.
"He's hurt."
"So are you." The blond turned to one of the soldiers, "Call a medical team. Now."
The blond rushed forward, catching the younger woman as she dropped. One of the soldiers followed her lead in checking the other.
"Stay with me. I'm Sam, who are you?"
"Kitty." She grimaced slightly, trying to relieve the pain from her wounds. "Kurt's human."
Sam glanced over. The other person didn't look anywhere near human, with blue skin and spaded tail, but she decided not to argue the point.
"I think he hit his head."
"The medical team will be here any second." Sam focused on what looked like a bullet wound in Kitty's shoulder. "Janet will kill me if I let you bleed out."
Kitty grimaced, "Don't think I've lost that much yet."
"Out of the way!" Medics rushed through the assembled soldiers, pulling two gurneys.
It was obvious Kitty was worried about their treatment of Kurt. Sam noted with some interest the rapid questioning on their medical histories and expert treatment seemed to help her relax somewhat, rather than increase her wariness.
As the medics rolled out of the Gateroom, Sam looked up to the control room, catching the eye of the general watching everything.
