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A Stargate Halloween Part 1 (LOL)
The Stargate quieted to a loud hum behind them as Colonel Sheppard and his team finished stepping through. On planet MH3-669 it was night and the wind howled mercilessly against their faces, causing them to sputter and blink furiously through raised hands in an attempt to look around at the darkened planet.
Overhead, thunder rumbled loudly and a bolt of lightning streaked wildly across the night sky causing Rodney to jump in surprise.
“Colonel??!!” he called ahead, trying desperately to raise his voice higher than the surrounding din.
Colonel Sheppard looked around and through his own squinted eyes; he made out a large cluster of tall trees just to his right and signaled for the others to follow him towards the cover.
The team rushed into the small shelter beneath the whipping branches and barely threaded brush. They all stood quite close, as the enormous claps of thunder would easily drown their voices.
“I do not think we should remain!” shouted Teyla as her hair flapped crazily in every direction. “We may return when the weather is less severe and gather our information!”
“Yes, I agree!” shouted Rodney.
Colonel Sheppard looked at Ronon, who simply shrugged as a skinny branch slapped hard across his large shoulder.
Just as Colonel Sheppard was about to instruct them to head back to the gate, another bolt of lightning flashed bright across the sky and skidded down hard, crashing just beyond their hiding point, striking the ground between them and the gate.
“Never mind! Let’s just stay here!” Rodney said as his face turned pale.
Colonel Sheppard grimaced and just as he was about to tell Rodney to suck it up, his eyes caught a different light, a softer, constant, twinkling light just over Ronon’s shoulder. He peered hard, forcing his eyes against the strong gusts to make out its source when after a moment; he incredulously realized exactly what he was looking at.
“Let’s move!” he called, as the others looked at each other curiously and quickly hurried to follow his retreating figure out of the tree line and towards the open field.
They crossed the land quickly and with each clap of thunder or burst of lightning, Rodney’s step seemed to miraculously increase and soon he found himself even affront the Colonel who had been leading, not caring much where he was running to.
Soon though, he saw exactly where they were headed. He stopped suddenly at the base of a small hill, where perched atop, was a magnificent looking house that almost stretched the entire plateau. With his wind whipped eyes and gaping mouth, he watched as another streak of lightning flashed just beyond the house, illuminating its greatness and filling Rodney’s mind with a terrible imagery.
“I am not going in there!” he cried against the howling wind, turning back towards the Colonel who had just caught up.
“Yes, you are!” Sheppard said as he grabbed Rodney’s collar and began heaving him up the hill with Ronon and Teyla by his side.
As they neared the house, a massive clap of thunder gave them only a moment’s notice of scattered raindrops before burying them under an angry, hard rain, drenching them completely in a matter of mere seconds.
Almost there, they began to notice the ornate decorations that directed their path towards the towering double doors that was obviously the entrance. Perched on either side of them, were rows of stone creatures, all of them with monstrous faces carved in granite, their warped faces frozen as they cried out in agony or despair.
Colonel Sheppard pretended not to notice them as he continued to drag Rodney towards the soft lights cascading down from the many windows above, hoping that inside they would find refuge from the storm.
Spoiler:
The Stargate quieted to a loud hum behind them as Colonel Sheppard and his team finished stepping through. On planet MH3-669 it was night and the wind howled mercilessly against their faces, causing them to sputter and blink furiously through raised hands in an attempt to look around at the darkened planet.
Overhead, thunder rumbled loudly and a bolt of lightning streaked wildly across the night sky causing Rodney to jump in surprise.
“Colonel??!!” he called ahead, trying desperately to raise his voice higher than the surrounding din.
Colonel Sheppard looked around and through his own squinted eyes; he made out a large cluster of tall trees just to his right and signaled for the others to follow him towards the cover.
The team rushed into the small shelter beneath the whipping branches and barely threaded brush. They all stood quite close, as the enormous claps of thunder would easily drown their voices.
“I do not think we should remain!” shouted Teyla as her hair flapped crazily in every direction. “We may return when the weather is less severe and gather our information!”
“Yes, I agree!” shouted Rodney.
Colonel Sheppard looked at Ronon, who simply shrugged as a skinny branch slapped hard across his large shoulder.
Just as Colonel Sheppard was about to instruct them to head back to the gate, another bolt of lightning flashed bright across the sky and skidded down hard, crashing just beyond their hiding point, striking the ground between them and the gate.
“Never mind! Let’s just stay here!” Rodney said as his face turned pale.
Colonel Sheppard grimaced and just as he was about to tell Rodney to suck it up, his eyes caught a different light, a softer, constant, twinkling light just over Ronon’s shoulder. He peered hard, forcing his eyes against the strong gusts to make out its source when after a moment; he incredulously realized exactly what he was looking at.
“Let’s move!” he called, as the others looked at each other curiously and quickly hurried to follow his retreating figure out of the tree line and towards the open field.
They crossed the land quickly and with each clap of thunder or burst of lightning, Rodney’s step seemed to miraculously increase and soon he found himself even affront the Colonel who had been leading, not caring much where he was running to.
Soon though, he saw exactly where they were headed. He stopped suddenly at the base of a small hill, where perched atop, was a magnificent looking house that almost stretched the entire plateau. With his wind whipped eyes and gaping mouth, he watched as another streak of lightning flashed just beyond the house, illuminating its greatness and filling Rodney’s mind with a terrible imagery.
“I am not going in there!” he cried against the howling wind, turning back towards the Colonel who had just caught up.
“Yes, you are!” Sheppard said as he grabbed Rodney’s collar and began heaving him up the hill with Ronon and Teyla by his side.
As they neared the house, a massive clap of thunder gave them only a moment’s notice of scattered raindrops before burying them under an angry, hard rain, drenching them completely in a matter of mere seconds.
Almost there, they began to notice the ornate decorations that directed their path towards the towering double doors that was obviously the entrance. Perched on either side of them, were rows of stone creatures, all of them with monstrous faces carved in granite, their warped faces frozen as they cried out in agony or despair.
Colonel Sheppard pretended not to notice them as he continued to drag Rodney towards the soft lights cascading down from the many windows above, hoping that inside they would find refuge from the storm.
Spoiler:
I wonder what John saw that got him back track out of the treeline... and uhm what kind of weird house have they now stumbled on... statues... might there be trouble 
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