Angle of Incidence by Hatshepsut (G)

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Show: SG-1

Rec Category: Daniel Jackson
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter, Teal'c, Alt. Daniel Jackson, Alt. Harry Maybourne
Categories: Gen
Warnings: Some violence, minor alt. character death
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: Pandemonium
Link: Angle of Incidence

Why This Must Be Read: Ah, that Quantum Mirror, it's such a useful device. One of my favourites really, because I love seeing what authors come up with as alternate universes. In this story, Hatshepsut takes a slightly different twist and creates an alternate world that is both similar and yet very different from ours, taking the time to think through the history that would've made it that way. What makes this story equally memorable and worth the read is the presence of Evil Criminal Mastermind Daniel Jackson and the good guy lawman determined to take him down, Harry Maybourne. This is an exciting story that does a great job of exploring what Daniel would be like if he used his 'powers' for evil instead of good - but without going to quite the world takeover lengths Absolute Power did.


The man took cover the instant the Stargate surged into life. He wondered who else could be coming to this sodden godforsaken world. It should have been deserted, giving him plenty of time to move on before anyone back home noticed he was missing.

He liked to be at least three steps ahead. As this world had a 'Gate not far from the A.P., he had registered it as a possible bolt-hole in time of need. That time had arrived when the ...removal... of the Chairman had failed to stave off the impending investigation.

Fortunately, security was unaware of his 'wanted' status when he left, and anyone can be bought if you're willing to pay highly enough. So he should, by now, have been home free. He hoped the others had made it to safety somewhere, but if not, hey, it wasn't his problem now. The incoming visitors on the other hand...

Presumably they were the owners of the strange contraption which was positioned to the side of the 'Gate just out of range of the vortex. He guessed it must be a probe of some kind. It hadn't been there the last time he came, and would no doubt record his presence if he tried to go through the Stargate now. He would have to hang around until they left. Maybe they would just do a quick recce. then leave him in peace. It wasn't like there was anything much to hang around here for!

He gasped as the first person came through the 'Gate. Jack O'Neill! Off-world? He could hardly believe it. Next through was Sammy Kawalsky. Despite the lank shoulder-length hair he could still recognize her. He'd wondered occasionally if Sammy's bright bubbly curls were natural. Now he knew.

This Sammy was followed by Doctor Jackson of all people. He smiled in satisfaction. Now he had the beginnings of a plan that could solve all his problems. The last person to appear was Teal'c. The watery sun fought its way through the pearly clouds just then. A sudden ray reflected off something that glinted like gold on his forehead. Strange.

It was a little worrying that they were all kitted out in military-style uniforms and bearing arms. Even Sammy looked like she was used to handling the SMG she carried. Still, he wasn't in a position to look this gift horse in the mouth.

He wasn't any too keen on the weapon Teal'c was carrying either. Once or twice, they'd found a universe where the local bad guys carried them. They'd given those allocosms a wide berth after Mike Mansfield and Hank Boyd had been killed. He noticed now, that Doctor Jackson was toting one of their snake-like Z-guns too. That was the only useful thing that the remains of F.C.-4 had brought back from that mission.

Jack was moaning to Sammy about the trees and the dampness, and then about the trees again. He called her Carter. Presumably she and Charlie hadn't married yet - or were divorced. Heaven knew, their relationship always seemed poised on a knife-edge. Partly his fault, he acknowledged, but then, he wasn't alone in that. He felt no guilt either. After all, she could always say no. He wasn't into forcing women. He didn't need to.