Title: Arsenic and Antimony
Author: Nym Washi
Summary: A planet holds possibilities SG-1 never imagined, but what happens when they screw it up?
Season: Future-I've seen up to Space Race
Spoilers: Anything up to mid Season Seven
Rating: PG
Pairings: Nothing other than show scripted canon
Archive: Please ask me first
Disclaimer: If I owned them the series would be different, just borrowing, I'll clean up when I'm done.

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Jack exclaimed exasperated with the Major. What the hell does that mean? She shrugged.

I don't know Sir, all I know is that we're present on the display but that's it. Whatever they are... She gestured at the aliens. They're not presenting on the scanner. And before you ask, no Sir, I don't know why. Jack closed his mouth as that was exactly what he was going to ask.

Is it possible they are a creature I have seen many times in Tau'ri movies? Jack stared at Teal'c.

He asked as Sam sighed.

No Teal'c, they're not zombies, I don't know what they are but they are not the living dead.

Well, I suppose there's only one way to find out. Daniel muttered with a grunt as he pushed himself up and started to trudge down the hill.

Jack hissed, thoroughly annoyed at Daniel, he did this every time. O'Neill paused a moment before bolting to his feet and charging after the man, Sam and Teal'c following suit.

Do you believe Daniel Jackson exhibits this behaviour purposefully to irk Colonel O'Neill? Teal'c asked just loud enough for Major Carter to hear, she smirked and nodded.

I think there's a distinct possibility.

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By the time Teal'c and Sam caught up with the remainder of SG-1 it was obvious Daniel was trying to communicate.

I think he's tried 10 languages already, though I could be wrong some sounded exactly the same. Jack was standing just behind Daniel, close enough in case of trouble but far enough away so he didn't appear a threat.

Daniel was having difficulty with whatever language the aliens spoke, in fact he was having trouble believing they came from Earth at any stage of it's development. While they had two legs and two arms, their skin was a strange metallic colour, while their hair was more like feathers and it appeared they had three eyes, all of which blinked independently.

Teal'c tilted his head to the side slightly to the side, in all his travels, both as First Prime to Apophis and with his fellow members of SG-1 he had never seen anything like them. He stepped closer to Daniel Jackson and placed a hand upon his shoulder.

Have you progressed any further in communication Daniel Jackson? He queried. Daniel shook his head.

No, the language seems to be one I've never encountered before, on Earth or otherwise. It seems to be some combination of clicks, whistles, and words but I can't figure any of it out. He sounded frustrated.

Uh, Sir? Sam spoke up. The three aliens had grouped together and muttered amongst themselves, now the were closing in on SG-1. One of them sidled up to Daniel and grasped his arm quickly smearing a thick paint like substance onto his skin. It was the same colour as the aliens skin and was rapidly absorbed into his flesh.

Jack yelled and ripped his arm away from the alien who'd slapped him with paint. He clawed at his skin trying to get whatever it was out. What the hell was that!? He yelled at the alien. The three of them looked frightened pulling back from SG-1.

Teal'c intoned. Jack turned to see Daniel already lying on the ground out cold and Teal'c clutching at Sam as they both tried to stay upright. The Colonel took a step forward only to find himself falling to the ground, he lay there sprawled out as the alien trio moved to pick up his fallen team. The final thing Jack witnessed was more of the creatures crowding around, but he could swear they weren't speaking in clicks anymore.

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Nym - 04/05/2004

Here we are, I know it's short but it's still more! Many thanks for the reviews! I love feedback!