Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate or Redwall; they are © New Line and Brian Jacques respectively.
Dial Seven Constellations for Redwall
Chapter 1
Colonel Jack O'Neal was a strong but older otter, with steaks of gray in his dark fur. He was also standing in the gate room. The iris slid open and he looked at the familiar flash of blue shimmering light. He clutched his P-90 in his paw, the polymer grip feeling smooth and cool. What's taking them so long? As soon he finished this thought, the rest of the team walked in.
"Hey, what took you guys so long?" He asked. Major Carter, a blonde hare, walked up to him and threw a salute.
"Sir, sorry we were late. Jackson lost his glasses, sir." She stated, standing at attention. He saluted back, and told her to relax. He looked over at Jackson, a bookish looking mouse. O'Neal felt sorry for that mouse, especially after what his team had done on the first mission through the Stargate. Jackson fumbled with the zippers on the Kevlar vest he was trying to squeeze into.
"Is it just me, or are these vests really tight? I always have problems with the zipper." He said, pulling the closure at the end of the sentence. T'Ilk, a jackal with a gold medallion on his forehead, raised an eyebrow at the mouse's problem.
"You will find that the vest fits better if you put it on straight." The former Ja'fa said.
"Hey, everyone, get your weapons out of the lockers and get ready!" A voice called over the intercom. The team looked up and saw General Hammond, a large badger, looking down on them. "I say again, get your weapons and prepare to enter the gate." With that, everyone went to the lockers on the wall and retrieved their weapons. O'Neal knew that Hammond would do that so he had gotten his gun out early, but the others hadn't expected it. Carter opened the locker and drew a
MP-5, with just about every Mil-spec option on it, it even had a small Go'uld weapon attached to the underside. Jackson withdrew twin Colt .45 automatics and a small case containing dark sunglasses, in his prescription, in case the planet they warped to was a desert. T'Ilk silently took the Ja'fa staff weapon out of its holder in the locker.
"Alright SG-1, ready weapons." O'Neal said, and the team each put a cartridge into their firearms' chambers except for T'Ilk who opened the tip of the weapon. "Ok, time to go." He led the team into the shimmering sapphire portal, its watery looking ripples coming from the center. When they were all through the gate, it was closed, making the gate room dark again.