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On Surprises Stargate SG-1/Superman 250 words Daniel ripped his glasses off his face for the fiftieth time and rubbed his eyes, but the itch only worsened. His eyes had itched for two hours now; normally, the itch went away after half an hour. Daniel bit his lip as he considered the possibility that it was finally happening, though he couldn't fathom how. He was not the man his friends believed him to be. He truly was Daniel Jackson, linguist, archeologist and member of SG-1. However, he was only half human; his mother had been Kryptonian. His parents had died when Daniel was a kid, but he knew the truth of his origins from other Kryptonians. Unfortunately, he possessed none of the superpowers other Kryptonians experienced in the presence of a yellow sun, despite having lived most of his life on Earth. The others believed it had something to do with his father's genes, which were strong in him. There was a knock on Daniel's door. "Come-" It hit him. The itching built up behind his eyes; it felt as if his eyeballs were melting from the inside out. With a startled cry, Daniel looked wildly around his office for something safe to look at. His eyes settled on the trash can just in time. Heat poured out at his eyes and aimed for the trash can. A second later, it was alit with orange flames. "Holy Hannah!" Colonel Samantha Carter exclaimed from the open doorway. The overhead sprinklers turned on and drenched them both. Daniel gulped. |
