My 1st SG fic. Go easy.

DISCLAIMER: Not mine

RATING: T

SUMMARY: While exploring a new planet, something very strange happens to Daniel.

CHAPTER ONE: BIG MISTAKE

"Alright SG-1, you have a go." said General Hammond. "We'll bring you back a souviner." smiled Jack. He entered the wormhole. His teamates followed suit.

The wormhole disappeared and Hammond left the room.

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When SG-1 came out of the Stargate; they were greeted by a clear, and beautiful, blue sky. There were many trees and strange, small, pink birds flew around; chasing each other. Daniel noticed small buildings in the distance. "Well, should we introuduce ourselves?" asked O'Neill. "Why not?" said Daniel, who had already started walking towards the village. As they got closer they noticed their big mistake. Jaffa guarded a temple like building; while slaves toiled in fields nearby. "OK. Let's back away slowly. Maybe they didn't see us" whispered Jack. Too late. Within minutes they were surrounded by Jaffa; who led them into the temple. Them, they pushed onto their knees before a man in gold. His eyes glowed. 'Great. Another Goa'uld' thought Jack. "Throw them into the cells. I will interigate them later." ordered the Goa'uld. The Jaffa obeyed. As they were led down the stairs, all the members of SG-1 noticed that there was a disgusting smell in the air. Jack wrinkled his nose. "This place reeks!" he commented, "Silence!" ordered a Jaffa. "Sorry" Jack mumbled, as they were pushed into a small, dirty cell. It smelt worse than the stairs. "Haven't you ever heard of cleaning?" yelled Jack. He sat down next to Teal'c and threw a rock at the stone wall. Teal'c stomach rumbled. Loudly. "I believe I am of need of nourishment" said Teal'c. "No kidding" Daniel joked. The others grinned. "Here Teal'c. Have a rock" Jack handed Teal'c a small rock.

"What am I supposed to do with this, O'Neill?"

"Eat it"

"But it is a rock O'Neill." argued Teal'c. Why to O'Neill wish that he eat a rock?

"I was joking Teal'c. Geez."

"Prisoners, you God wishes to see you." said one of the guards. "Finally. The welcome wagon has arrived." said Jack sarcastically. "Silence!" ordered the guard as he led him back up the stairs and into the 'throne room'. Another Jaffa was talking to the Goa'uld. "Teal'c, what are they saying?" asked Jack. "He is saying that the enemy is preparing to attack." Teal'c answered. "Enemy? What enemy?" asked Jack. "Silence!" yelled the Jaffa. The Goal'uld dismissed the other Jaffa. "Bring the prisoners forward." ordered the Goa'uld. SG-1 was brought forward and pushed onto their knees. "Hand me the memory device" said the Goa'uld. A device that looked very much like a ribbion device was handed to the Goa'uld. It was silver and had a blue center. "Bring me the one with the glass circles." ordered the Goa'uld. Daniel was brought closer to the Goa'uld. He placed the device on the anthropologist's forehead. Hot, searing, pain erupted into Daniel's head. Memories sped through his mind. His parents dieing, discovering how to work the Stargate, joining the SGC, and many more. "This young one knows much. He will make a perfect host for my son. Take him." ordered the Goa'uld. Daniel was hauled to his feet and led through a door. He struggled. "Jack! Help!" he called. The door closed. Back in the throne room, things had started to shake. "The enemy is attacking!" shouted a Jaffa. The front doors blew up. A group of men in strange green armour entered. They shot and killed all the Jaffa. They helped the remaining members of SG-1 to their feet and outside. Another green armoured man ran in and then ran out. "I have planted the bomb, sir!" he said to a man in blue armour. "A bomb? Wait! Daniel's still in there!" exclaimed Jack. "This Daniel...he is a friend?" asked Blue Armour man. "Yes." "I am sorry. There is nothing we can do. " said Blue Armour man. Thirty seconds later, the whole building blew up. "Daniel" said Jack, softly, "No."

Well? it's my first SG-1 fanfic so go easy. You'll find out why the title is 4paws very soon. Any ideas on what 2 call the green/blue armoured people?

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