This used to be in the Stargate Section titled Not Possible, but I've moved it and opened it up so more stories can be added. The only requirement is that they have something to do with the Quantum Mirror. Please don't be shy and add any stories that you think belong here.
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Summary: SG-1 discover that the Quantum Mirror show many things.
Season 2-Stargate SG-1
Season 2 Bargaining II-Buffy the Vampire Slayer(there is no Spike or Drusilla)
The Quantum Mirror. A window to realities, literally. Dr. Daniel Jackson had been the one to find it, after he had accidentally gone to an alternate version of Stargate Command. No one was entirely sure they believed him, but General Hammond had given Captain Samantha Carter permission to study it. That was why, on a late Saturday evening, SG-1 was in one of the labs. Daniel had turned the mirror on and had started to flip through the different realities. At the moment, however, the “remote control”, as Colonel Jack O’Neill had called it, was hanging limply from Daniel’s hand as SG-1 stared at the mirror.
“Is this an alternate reality thing or a TV?” Jack asked.
“This isn’t possible!” whispered Carter.
“I know it’s not possible; I just saw this episode last night!” Jack agreed. They were looking at the inside of a building. In the building was a tall, demonic statue with a sword in its chest. A group of people with distorted faces surrounded the statue. Sneaking up behind one of the men was a small, blonde girl with a sword. She swung the sword and decapitated him. As he turned to dust, she looked at the only normal-looking man.
“Hello, lover,” she taunted.
“I don’t have time for you,” he told her in a bored voice.
“You don’t have a lot of time left,” she countered. The other people rushed her and she began to move so fast that SG-1 had a hard time keeping an eye on her.
“She is indeed a worthy warrior,” Teal’c observed.
“She’s Buffy,” Jack said. A boy with a cast on one arm came rushing into the room and hit one of the men over the head before rushing into another room and reappearing a minute later with a beaten and bloody man. They left and the girl, Buffy, was left with the man she had spoken to, having had killed the rest. The man had pulled the sword out of the statue in a display of lights. They began to fight each other and Jack had to admit, this was better than seeing it on TV.
“This is incredible!” Daniel whispered. Then Buffy lost her sword and everyone but Jack thought she was done for.
“Should we not help her, O’Neill?” Teal’c asked as Buffy stumbled backwards into a wall.
“Just watch,” Jack told him. Buffy closed her eyes as the man taunted her.
“Jack,” Daniel said warningly. The man thrust his sword at Buffy’s head as her hands clapped together, catching the sword and stopping it inches from her nose. Her eyes flung open.
“Holy Hannah,” Carter said in amazement. Buffy thrust the sword, the hilt hitting the man in the face and knocking him off balance. She leapt forward and grabbed her fallen sword. Buffy fought with such ferocity that the man lost ground fast and fell back to the area in front of the statue. She knocked the sword out of his hand and pulled her sword back for the final blow when he gasped and reared back in pain, falling to his knees. His eyes glowed for a moment before returning to normal.
“Is he what I think he is?” Daniel wondered.
“It would appear so,” Teal’c agreed.
“Nope! You’re both wrong!” Jack exclaimed happily. Buffy was looking at the man, who was looking around himself in confusion, with a softening gaze. When he stood up and hugged her, her eyes filled with tears. Then her gaze was drawn to the statue, as were SG-1’s; the statue’s eyes narrowed and its mouth opened as a swirling circle of colors appeared in front of it, small at first and then growing. The man asked what was going on, as his back was to the statue. She put her finger on his lips, silencing him, and then they shared a deep, passionate kiss as the swirl of colors grew.
“What is that?” Carter asked of the swirl.
“That is the end of the world,” Jack told her, clearly enjoying the fact that he was the only one who knew what was going on.
“Shouldn’t we help stop it?” Daniel asked.
“Just watch,” Jack repeated. The man’s eyes closed as Buffy pulled away from him, and, with a hardened gaze, thrust her sword into his stomach. His eyes flung open and he stared at her in shock as the swirl of colors whipped around him like ropes. Buffy, Daniel, and Carter could only look on, shocked. Teal’s was shaken, but his face showed almost no emotion. Suddenly the man and the swirl of colors shrank into oblivion, leaving Buffy alone in the room. She suddenly burst into tears and left the building. SG-1 stood frozen for a moment before a knock at the door pulled them out of their thoughts. General Hammond stood at the door to the lab.
“Are you okay?” he asked when he saw Daniel and Carter’s faces. Instantly they struggled to make their faces emotionless.
“We’re fine,” Jack told him.
“Have you made any progress with the mirror?” Hammond questioned, unable to see the mirror as SG-1 was standing in front of it. They looked at each other.
“We’re working on it,” Daniel answered.
“Well, give me a report when you get anything,” Hammond told them, then walked out. After a couple of seconds of silence, Jack grinned.
“Wonder if Star Trek’s on here?”