Title: Silver Split
Author: UndyingWisdomSnake-Head
Summary: Each member of SG-1 gets sent to a different alternate reality, each reality missing a vital member of SG-1 or crew. What's going on and how will they get out without contact with the other originals?
CHAPTER 1 – Jack ,I'm Bored.
SG-1 were once again seated around the lengthy table in the SGC's #3 briefing room. Once again they were being briefed by their good General, Hammond. Less commonly, they were told that within 17hrs Daniel would be leaving for this planet, PM9 – 012, AKA Libalum (according to the old 'Welcome To' wooden sign near the gate), with SG-8 to study some things. SG-1 would then arrive to carry out their regular recon deal, extended from SG-8's slack scout. But that's what you get from a team full of scientists. They were expected to meet Daniel on the other side, and relieve SG-8.
Hammond stood and instantly the team refocused out of their daze to the task at hand. The small group left and hurried away.
Once a clear two levels above the wretched room O'Neill spoke up to his friends.
"That was like being back at school!"
"How so O'Neill?" questioned Teal'c.
"History class."
Daniel shot his CO a deadly look.
Sam smiled, "Well Sir, I have work to do," and she broke off from the group into a dark office. Two hallways down the large Jaffa followed suit.
Jack turned toward his friend. "Fishing?" he asked is obvious vain.
Daniel smiled and shook his head. Jack got halfway through waving goodbye outside Daniel's office when the linguist peered in, looked back, and announced, "But I don't feel like doing work either at the moment."
O'Neill feigned a look of surprise on his face, but genuinely was. "Whaddaya wanna do then?" he asked.
Daniel shrugged.
"I know!" Jack took off down the corridor until he reached his own office. Jackson followed him in. O'Neill walked straight over to his cold sheetless bunk, bent down, and pulled out a sacred-looking wooden carven box from a loose panel on the end.
"Not Monopoly?" The doctor groaned.
"O'Neill flipped the golden latches mysteriously, glanced at the small TV and VCR, and proudly exposed the dusty black PS2.
Three members of SG-1 trudged up the ramp towards the glimmering blue naquadah of the Stargate. On General Hammond's command, they stepped into the icy cold. Daniel was awaiting them a meter away on the other side.
"Uh, hi guys," he muttered, his head low.
"Daniel?" Carter walked up to him.
The young man jerked his head up. "Yeah... Yeah!" He suddenly sounded more enthusiastic, as though he had just brought himself out of deep thought, which was more than likely. "OK, follow me," he turned and walked towards the campsite, "You have got to see this! It's incredible!"
"See what Daniel?" asked the Colonel.
Daniel made his way around the site and up a small mound to a stone plateau, where there was a pillar-made solo temple-like room. He strode straight in and up to the only thing in sight.
"This," he said, "is dangerous."
"How do you know?" the Colonel questioned once more.
"I was one of the first on the scene. I recognised a few key words, mainly things like 'die' and 'do not touch', so I warned the guys. All we've been able to do is study the writings from afar."
"But doesn't your uncanny archaeological curiosity normally kick in by now Danny?" said Jack.
Jackson smirked, "I've been working on this one personally, I have a feeling about it. It's kinda somehow familiar."
Teal'c accompanied Carter forward to the metallic black/grey object. It was four-sided, and each face had what looked like a mirror on it, framed by very vaguely familiar writings.
"I've never seen anything like this before Daniel," said Carter, "Maybe there was something you helped pack, or something you were asked to look at, that looked like this?"
"Maybe, but still..."
Jack wandered up to it, and he reached out to touch the molten silver shivering surface of a mirror.
"Jack!" shouted Daniel.
"Relax Daniel. What's it gonna do?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Maybe not."
The four of them now stood around the block, each person examining a side.
"Can't we just touch it?" O'Neill was getting jumpy with curiosity.
"Jack..." Daniel warned.
"Well if we all touch it at the same time, at least we'll all be in the same state!" Jack bounced playfully.
"And that's a good thing?" Sam asked sceptically.
"Hmm... Now that I think about it though, we've translated all we can on the writings, and there's nothing to say that they were talking about the block. I mean, there must have been other things in the temple."
"Now you're talking Daniel."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and Sam looked anxious, but by some fluke SG-1 reached for their silver unanimously.
A/N: So what do you think? Stay tuned for the next few chaps, they'll be here soon. Maybe this story will actually GO somewhere! But with my luck, no.