Thank you Dan() for giving me the incentives to continue this story. I, personally, am very eager to continue this fic. Unfortunately, I've got lots of other fics waiting, so I can't be concentrate on this one alone. Please bear it with me as I struggle to finish all my stories.

Founder's Gate

chapter 1

Louise couldn't even begin to comprehend the new wonders that surrounded her chair next to Saito's bed. Her eyes wandered around the room – a hospital ward within the Cheyenne Mountains. Of course, she had absolutely no idea where she was).

The room, with the EEG, the electric lights, the digital clock, and all the other buzzing electronics, completely mesmerized the young mage.

This is Saito's world? Louise slapped herself in the cheek. No it has to be a dream!

"Still unable to realize that this is where partner came from?"

She jumped and glared at the old sword.

"Me neither," Derflinger sighed, "Partner comes from a entirely strange world, it is so different.

"Notice, that in this world, we have yet to encounter a single magic wielder in this world. Everybody here are, apparently, non-magic people."

Louise nodded. She turned her attention to the boy sleeping soundly on the bed. She grasped one of Saito's hand and held it tightly. You dog! She thought, When you wake up, you're going to have a lot of explaining to do. You are going to tell me everything about your world!

Outside, behind a large glass window, two scholarly men watched her. It was and that mystery person who was leaning against the frame. It was the same man who greeted them when they came out of the gate.

"Those two seem close," said he.

Colbert nodded, "Indeed, those two have been through thick and thin, and occasionally, they have ended up being separated. But things tend to work out between them, and they always find their way back to one another."

He suddenly turned to the other person and extended his hand. "By the way, I am Colbert, professor at the academy of Magic in our world."

The man smiled and shook Colbert's hand, " Daniel Jackson – archaeologist and linguist – nice to meet you.

Colbert chuckled, shaking his head, "Really, it is quite intriguing how even though we had just met for the first time, we can communicate without any translater."

Daniel shrugged, "Actually, the language we currently speak exists on this world."

"Really?"

Daniel nodded. "In our world, people call the language, French."

"Really!"

Daniel nodded again, but Colbert was still nonplussed, "But how's that even possible when we live worlds apart."

Daniel crossed his arms, his head heavy with thought. "Well this is probably because at some point in the past your people actually originated here. And somehow they ended up on a different world."

Colbert nodded. "Well it seems to make sense. After all, our legends do tell us how we were brought to that world by one Founder Brimir. Perhaps this is how"

Daniel knitted his brow. "But that's impossible."

Colbert looked at him. "Why not?"

"Because, based on the time frame and by the way you are dressed, your Founder Brimir must have took your ancestors away sometime during our middle ages. And at that time, the Stargate – the one you came through was buried in a desert in a different part of Earth."

Colbert frowned, " That is indeed a problem to the theory."

Daniel got off the window and started pacing.

"Also,"he muttered to himself, " the other gate was stuck underneath Antarctica, so that one was inaccessible, too. So there couldn't have been any way for your ancestors to leave this planet...unless"

Daniel raised his head with a look of enlightenment.

"Unless what?"

Jackson raised a finger. Then he pulled out his radio.

"Uh Jack," he said into it.

"Yes Daniel? By the way, your suppose to address me as Cl. O'neal."

"Okay, I'll do that. Right now, though, I need to call an emergency meeting."

"I think I can arrange that. Why?"

"Well, it's kind of random, but I think there's a third Stargate on Earth."

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A third stargate? Where could it be? Perhaps the symbol at the end can help you (if it appears). For now, that's the only clue you'll get. Due to my need to focus on my academics. I must now take a temporary leave. I promise you all that by the time College admissions has concluded, I shall return.