Title: One L or two.

Fandom: StarGate SG1 and Star Gate the movie.

Author: Ra'Ay'Mond

Rating: R. For some strong language.

Category: AU. What if. Some humor? Angst?

Spoilers: The books based on the Star Gate movie

Summary: What if Col. O'Neill from TV meets Col. O'Neil from the movie, via the Quantum Mirror?

Authors note: I just wanted to see how long it would take both Colonels to try and kill each other.

Disclaimer: The characters mentioned in this story are the property of Showtime and Gekko Film Corp. The Stargate, SG-I, the Goa'uld and all other characters who have appeared in the series STARGATE SG-1 together with the names, titles and backstory are the sole copyright property of MGM-UA Worldwide Television, Gekko Film Corp, Glassner/Wright Double Secret Productions and Stargate SG-I Prod. Ltd. Partnership. This fanfic is not intended as an infringement upon those rights and solely meant for entertainment. All other characters, the story idea and the story itself are the sole property of the author.

I would like to think Christine, the RebelWriter, for her last minute Beta reading. She went out of her way, putting all of her other work aside just to help me with this Fic. I couldn't have done it with out her.

TO MAKE LIFE EASIER FOR ALL OF US,

'DR. JACKSON' REFERS TO 'MOVIE DANIEL'. AND 'DANIEL' REFERS TO 'TV DANIEL'

The story titled 'One L or two?' was written to not only see what would happen when both colonels (From the movie and TV show) meet each other. But also to give Fan Fiction readers who have not read the movie based books an idea of what they are missing. Everything written from chapter two on should be considered a 'spoiler' for those books. I just wanted to warn you in case you were planning on purchasing those books. Enjoy!

I originally posted this multi-chapter story nearly a year ago. I took the story down once StarGate SG-1 was cancelled. I mentioned that I may re-post the story if the threatened sequel of the original SatrGate movie was ever done.

The bad news is that it looks as if that movie will never be made. The good news is that I am giving serious thought to writing another story, based on the adventures of a character that only appears in the first chapter of this story.

From the moment that I first created the character of Evil Teal'c, I began thinking of other things to do with him. He was only a plot device for this story, and never intended to be used again.

Well, that has changed.

Before I write the AU adventures of Evil Teal'c, I thought it best to reintroduce him to you, the reader. He only appears in chapter one of this fic. However, if I'm going to repost chapter one, I have to repost the entire story.

So I am

So enjoy.

One L or Two?

Written and created by Ra'Ay'Mond

Chapter One.

I do not own the rights to SG1 or any of their products. I am only a poor fan who NEVER wants the adventure to end.

Col. Jack O'Neill exits the elevator with all the gentleness of a tropical storm. Steely eyed, set jaw and fists balled. His quick and angry pace echo his thoughts.

"Infinite number of passable alternate realities!" " Yours is one of the few worlds not completely over run by the Goa'uld!" " We need your help!" Like we don't have our own Goa'uld problems to deal with! This magic mirror is just one fucking problem after another!

He forces himself to calm down while he wonders why he is in such a nasty mood. Is it the fact that he is about to shut the door of salvation on the few alternate versions of them selves that managed to figure out how the mirror works? Or, is it because he was killed by the Goa'uld in at least two otheralternate realities that they know of? Maybe its that while even the dead O'Neill has managed to have a Samantha Carter as more than a friend, he did not?

He thinks to himself, none of the above. Teal'c was right, "Ours is the only reality of any consequence." As far as that other stuff goes, I either have dealt with, or will deal with it, in due time.

I should probable talk to Sam when I get a chance. Just to make sure she's ok. That good bye kiss that her doppelganger laid on me in front of her was pretty heavy. Laid on me, right! I gave as good as I got.

He furrows his eyebrows into tight, angry knots as he thinks, maybe I am mad about the road not taken with the lovely Ms. Carter. But we're both soldiers with a job to do. How in the hell can we just put every thing on hold with the thought that one day several Goa'uld Mother ships can just drop out of orbit, and do to our world what they've done to those other Earths.

As he nears his destination he thinks, OK. So maybe that's one reason that I'm so mad, and this thing has to go. Bad memories of things that may never happened.

He is standing outside of the entrance to the room where the Quantum mirror is currently being stored. It is under the watchful eye of several well armed SF's. The men in side of the room are stationed behind a sand bag barricade four feet high, and three feet wide. Their orders are simple; "Detain anyone or anything that comes through the mirror. If they, or it resists, use lethal force".

There are several more guards outside of the room, just in case.

He continues toward his destinationAfter exchanging saluteshe shows the SFs stationed on the outside of the room his ID tags. Although they recognized him as the base's 2nd IC, they check his ID any way. Just in case. As the senior SF nods an approval, O'Neill tells him, "I'm here to personally supervise the removal and destruction of the Quantum Mirror."

"Yes sir. General Hammond called ahead to notify us of your arrival."

After that, he walks through the open door into the room housing the mirror device. He points at it and ask the senior SF inside of the room "Any more activity from that…thing?"

"No sir Colonel. No activity since our…guests, went back home sir."

"Good! Once Sgt. Siler gets here with some moving equipment, you and your people can help us move this thing some place top side, where we can blow it up". O'Neill looks around the room. But he can't see what he's looking for. So he asks the SF, "where's the remote for this thing?"

The SF points toward a table on the far side of the room and replies,

"No ones touched it. Just like you ordered sir."

O'Neill nods his approval as he walks over to the control device for the mirror, and picks it up.

As soon as his hand touches the control unit, the mirror emits a static like sound.

Its mirrored surface then ripples, signaling its activation. The reflection of O'Neill and the room he is in is replaced by the view of a beautiful tropical beach. At the sight of the beach the SF in charge nervously says one word,

"Colonel?"

O'Neill shouts over his shoulder, "I'm working on it!" As O'Neill tries to turn off the device, he accidentally shifts the view to that of another reality.

This one is of a lab with artifacts spread about the tables. He notices that among these artifacts is an exact replica of the control unit that is in his hand. O'Neill says no one in particular, "I wish that they left a copy of the owner's manual up there."

The SF standing next to him is growing tenser by the moment. He asks Col. O'Neill,

"Sir. Do you know how to turn it off?"

O'Neill quickly turns toward the SF. His eyes light up with hope as he replies"No. Do you?" After the SF slowly and nervously nods his head no, O'Neill looks back toward the control unit in his hand. He moves the toggle stick on it and says, "Maybe this will do it."

The scene changes to one of a smokey, battle scarred, empty SGC hallway. The very sight of this makes the SF on the fifty caliber take the safety off one second before he throws back the bolt mechanism. Cocking his weapon, setting it into action mode.

The sound of the machine gun being readied cracks through the small room like a thunder clap. That, plus the adrenalin rush he is currently experiencing involuntarily jerks O'Neill's head toward the large weapon. Just then, another SF tells O'Neill,

"I think someone is moving toward us through the smoke sir."

O'Neill turns back around toward the mirror to see someone who looks a lot like Teal'c on the other side.

"That's enough!" O'Neill yells to no one in particular, "Call Daniel and get him down here, A-SAP! He'll know how to work this thing!"

One of the SF's responds"Already done sir. General Hammond said Dr. Jackson and the rest of your team where already on the way down here to give you a hand getting rid of this."

O'Neill thinks to himself, Great! The general knows that I turned this fucking thing back on. Man, am I going to get it! If I survive that is. Boy did this get out of hand!

The SF next to O'Neill says, "I think its Teal'c sir!" O'Neill smiles as he looks toward the room's door and say, "T man, right on time!" The same SF tells him, "No sir, I mean coming toward us, on the other side of the mirror!"

Sure enough, it's Teal'c. Or that realities version of him. This Teal'c must still be looking for that base's survivors, when the Quantum mirror was activated.

O'Neill thinks to himself, Geez, he looks like a high tech barbarian. This Teal'c is the same height and weight as ours. Except he has a cape that looks like some sort of large animal fur. And the skull of some large animal capped over his left shoulder. I bet it's the same one that donated the fur.

He looks like he has a jagged, old claw mark scarring his face. Probable from some sort of rite of passage he had to under go, before making the jump from simple Jaf'fa to First Prime.

If I remember my basic Human anatomy, what ever gave him that scar was just two or three inches from slashing the artery on his neck. He has some sort of dull gold armor over part of his chest, arms and legs. It has small blinking diodes in some places. I bet it absorbs blast fire. Or may be it cloaks the wearer.

Wait a sec! In his right hand, something is dripping… blood. It's a sword! I wonder if some of that worlds O'Neill's blood is on there. And his blast lance is different from our Teal'c's. Same shape. But while it's open and ready to fire, it looks like it's dripping some sort of bright red neon plasma. Kind' a like a wielders tool, kicking off hot, molten metal. Must be to intimidate the locals.

Hello. He's stopping to take a look at us.

There's one more difference between this Teal'c and ours. Our big guy always seems cool, calm and collected. This guy's eyes are ablaze with a homicidal insanity. I wouldn't be surprised if he killed that animal he wearing with his bare hands.

I don't think that I could convince this Teal'c to switch sides like I did with ours He's probable a real company man. Eats dinner every Sunday night with the boss I bet.

Just when I thought that this Teal'c couldn't creep me out any more than he already has, he opens his mouth and speaks to me.

"Noc'k Shoy? Tel Nok Kre?"

I look around, because I have no frig'n idea what he's saying. Then he looks a little confused.

He turns around to look where he just came from. Turns back to the Mirror. Looks at his bloody sward. And says,

"Noc'k Shoy? Tel Nok Kre? Then he yells out, "Jaf'fa Kree!"

I get the feeling he's already killed that realities version of me with his sword, and is a little confused as to why I'm still breathing. And, judging by that oh so familiar sound of Jaffa running toward me, he just called for the Goa'uld version of the Calvary.

The SF on the fifty asks me, "Permission to fire sir?"

I answer, "Not yet. I'm still trying to turn it off." Just then, evil Teal'c's room fill up with angry Jaffa (Are their any other kind?). They all point their Blast Lances at us and fire. The mirror fills with bright red death. At the very same time I hit and hold one of the buttons that I used earlier, when I started this mess. It did not turn it off, but the mirror gives off a loud electrical crackling sound. Right before the surface goes black for several seconds.

When the mirror reactivates I have a totally different view. It is a room that is back lit with Halogen lamps. Golden colored walls, with Hieroglyphics all over them. Kind of like a Goa'uld Mother ship. I of course think about that old saying 'out of the frying pan, into the fire'. Then I notice a tall slim man, dressed in a standard military issued olive drab uniform

He seems preoccupied with his version of the Quantum Mirror control. He looks up from the control unit when he notices us. He is wearing an expression that looks like a Rattle Snake that has just stopped rattling, and decided to bite.

Right about now I'm starting to miss evil Teal'c.

He looks around the semi dark room, and walks toward us. As he gets closer I notice that he has sky blue eyes and a hair cut straight out the fifties. What he says next I will take to my grave,

"I'm Colonel Jack O'Neil, United States Air Force, Space Command. Who the hell are you? And why are you playing around with classified government property?"

At this point in the series of books based on the movie, the general population of Earth knows about the Star Gate program and Space Command. So Movie O'Neil was not speaking out of term

End of Chapter one.

More to come.

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