The team has been walking around PD8-010 for about 10 minutes when they were told that a snow storm was coming their way. They were expecting this to some degree, due to the planet being in an ice age-esque climate. But this storm was big and cold. Like really cold. Due to this they were ordered to fall back to the gate.

Jack O'Neil was gladdened at being told to go back, since a game was on at 7, but not really at the 'extremely cold blizzard heading your way.' No not happy at all.

They were now very close to the gate when the storm became visible. Sam, with her fancy instruments, told them that it was so cold that it would freeze them, INSTANTLY.

Now what would you do in that situation? They, SG-1, ran like bats out of hell to the Stargate.

When they were VERY close to the gate the storm covered them. But instead of dying a white, cold death like they thought they would. They with their fabulous luck, were surrounded by a glowing green semi sphere.

"Are you people stupid or something? I mean you- Oh….." A boy said, stepping from the raging blizzard outside the green dome protecting them.

The boy had hair as white as the snow crashing down outside, eyes a glowing, neon green and a black hooded cloak that reaches down to his skinny, bare ankles. He was no older than 14. With a face brimming with shock he asked,

"Are you from Earth?"

(Sorry if it's short and not good, but it's the first chapter and I don't like writing to long on a keyboard. This is another story, it does not replace any of my other ones. Review please, and suggest ideas)