This chapter pays homage to Back to the Future and Robert Zemekis...

10,000 YEARS IN THE PAST

Strangers in tunics and carrying handheld com units walked the halls. The lights overhead were in a dim hue. The night sky stretched across the mural like windows. Stars twinkled. The hallway grew eerily quiet. One of the shadows moved. Havoc materialized out of thin air. He was wearing a new battle garb; a black cloak like the other, but with red outline, minus the chains, golden clips at the top, a red shirt under that, with regular blue jeans and a belt under that. Red leather gloves with the Earth chevron in white were on his hands. The gauze was gone. His wings were hidden by the cloaking crystal, which was strapped to the right wing. Havoc peeked around the corner, eyes darting from corner to corner. Havoc nodded and disappeared again. Havoc reappeared in the small family hallway, just a few away from where he just emerged. His hands traced the outline of the doorway to Falc'ner's room. Havoc was about to whisper something to his other self, when his room's door opened. Havoc activated the cloak.

Rekhyt and Kayla were walking out of his room. Havoc saw that they were both sad. Rekhyt's hair was still silver, but it was long and spiky. His eyes were hidden by its shadow. His comforting hand was on Kayla's shoulder. Havoc saw she was crying. He felt immense sadness at the sight of her tears. He also noticed how much she looked like Teyla. Havoc jumped up and silently gripped to the ceiling. He looked down. Falc'ner closed Havoc's door.

"I…I can't believe he's… really… gone…" Sniffed Kayla. Tears ran down her face. Rekhyt was shaking his head.

"It saddens us all… but we must realize Havoc and Falc'ner are dead…" He said. Havoc smirked. At the part where he mentioned Havoc's name, Kayla started to cry again.

If you thought I was dead, you wouldn't have left me a note, you sneaky son-of-a-bitch… Havoc thought. Shadow Havoc snorted.

"Maybe we've lost a few brain cells from the Gate travel? We must be about two weeks after you and the scaly wonder disappeared."

But why is Rekhyt's hair so long, eh?

"Hey, with us freaks, stuff doesn't have to make sense. Didn't you notice that while you were in the future, your hair was getting longer, faster, too? High speed metabolism can be real weird, can't it?"

Havoc pondered these words and listened to the conversation.

"Why… why did it have to be Havoc? Why him at all!" Kayla screamed. She broke down again. Havoc stared at the sad woman. He had half a mind to materialize next to her and comfort her. But Shadow Havoc caught him.

"Oi! Lover boy! We don't need a time paradox going on here! Stay focused."

Agreed… Havoc groaned in his mind. He watched the two again. Shadow Havoc spoke.

"Besides… she reminds me of that woman, Teyla from the future. I think she likes you…"

Shut up.

Kayla walked out of the hallway, still in tears. Havoc noticed Rekhyt standing under him. His brother looked up right at where his face was Havoc froze. Rekhyt lifted a hand. Havoc suddenly was thrown to the ground. He laid face first in the cold tile. Rekhyt pulled an energy weapon similar to Ronon's energy pistol and aimed it at Havoc's head.

"Show yourself. I can hear your breathing." He said, eyes flaring darkness. Havoc stood up and deactivated the cloak around his body, but not the wings. Rekhyt's eyes widened and his hands shook. The pistol clamored to the ground. Havoc looked at his brother with seriousness.

"Havoc… is it really you…?" Rekhyt murmured. Havoc put his hands on his brother's shoulders. Havoc smiled.

"Look, I don't know how many rules I'm breaking just by being here. Is there somewhere we can talk…?" Havoc said. Rekhyt picked up the gun and looked at Havoc's chest. The tiny stargate hung there, sparkling...

"Time disruption…? Then, you and Falc'ner must have…" He started, but stopped Havoc's eyes grew steely at the mention of his evil twin's name. Havoc nodded. "Then why did you come back here?"

"Because, you wrote me this…" Havoc said, thrusting the book into the Rekhyt's face. He looked over the letter and looked at Havoc.

"I haven't written anything like this…"

"Yet…"

Havoc and Rekhyt sat on the roof of the main tower. Havoc sat down next to the main spire, leaning against it. He remembered the powerful weapon that was built into it. If he was quiet enough, he could hear the humming of life in the tower. Havoc looked over at his brother, who sat near the edge of the tower, legs hanging over. Havoc stared at him for a minute.

"So… 10,000 years… you lost some of your memory… and Falc'ner is…" Rekhyt started. Havoc nodded. He told Rekhyt about the evil incarnation of his brother. He explained everything. Rekhyt's note said he had discovered something horrifying and that the city was out to get him. The government was corrupt in the following struggle. Havoc also read that the Atlantians had operated more secret weapons than the Alignment Cannon, more destructive. Rekhyt's book was pretty vague, but left the imagination wild. Havoc noticed that Rekhyt was totally surprised by all of this. Shadow Havoc knew why.

"We obviously came back too early for Rekhyt to make the book. We may have already caused a time paradox…"

Havoc snorted. "Yeah, but we can fix this, too…"

"How…?"

"We bring him back with us to the future…"

"Fool! You've messed things up enough today! Now that we've stopped him from learning the whereabouts of the Final Weapons, we've also stopped the government from targeting him…"

"Ah, but you're not thinking fourth dimensionally… The weapons still exist in the future, and I need his help to find them…" Havoc said.

"Does it say in the book…?"

"How should I know? The book faded away into nothing about ten minutes after we got here."

"…because it doesn't exist any more…"

"Exactly…" Havoc said, getting up and walking to his brother. He looked down at Rekhyt."You're coming with us…"

"What?" Rekhyt said, jumping up. "Why? I don't know where the damned things are!" Havoc was about to say something, when his brother froze, staring at something. Havoc turned. Two drones arched and dove towards him. Havoc jumped in front of his brother. The drones impacted Havoc's invisible wings. Havoc screamed in pain as His wings were engulfed in orange fire. Rekhyt was sitting on his rear, eyes wide in shock. The cloak had failed. Havoc's wings were sparkling, not one scratch on them, but they still burned. Havoc snarled and looked back. A jumper had found them and fired on him. Someone had done some spying. Now that Havoc knew about the weapons, the Atlantians were hunting him now, too. Havoc snarled again when he saw the first familiar face in a while, other than his fellow soldiers. It was General Chiron's co-pilot, all by himself. Havoc saw the little man's face. It was nervous, not knowing what to do next. Havoc saw his brother stand up and look at him. They both smiled. Once again, they were prankster brothers.

"By the order of the Atlantian government, you are to surrender now!" The little man squawked. Havoc smiled as his arm turned into a gun, busting the glove off. It fell to the ground. Energy swirled around his barrel. Rekhyt's hands were held out, light forming on the palms. They both smiled eviler. The little man's eyes widened. Havoc primed the gun.

"Ya' know, you always were the little kiss ass…" Havoc said. The gun clicked. Rekhyt blinked. The man screamed. The jumper was enveloped in white light from both blasts. There was the sound of creaking metal and nothing but ash drifted down the tower. Havoc picked up the glove and slipped it on his hand. Rekhyt smiled nervously.

"I guess we have to go now…" Havoc nodded and picked the tiny jewel stargate out of his pocket. Both he and his brother touched the tiny device. The tip of the tower was enveloped in light and nothing of the two was left but a scorch mark…

The air was clean and beautiful as the rural landscape stretched out as far as one could see. Fields and the peasant workers in them dotted the land, fluffy clouds were rolling by. A gravel road winded through the hills, carts drawn by horses. A goat sat nearby a tree. Everything was peaceful…

For about ten seconds.

A flare of light appeared over the road, scaring the goat away. Havoc and Rekhyt fell from the sky and landed on the stone. Havoc sat there, groaning. Rekhyt wobbled to his feet.

"I think I'm… gonna be sick…" Rekhyt said, toting a look of nausea, hand over his mouth. Havoc laughed.

"You get used to it after a while." Havoc said, getting up. His wings flared in the sun. Havoc swore and jumped behind the tree.

"Hey! Bro! Pass me your cloak! Mine's fried!" Havoc whispered. Rekhyt sighed and tossed him a crystal. Havoc snatched it and slapped it on a wing. The white appendages disappeared. Havoc stepped out, brushing off his arms. "Now all we have to do is find out where in hell we are…"

"Uh… dude? Check this out…" Rekhyt said, looking behind Havoc. Havoc turned his head and stared. They stood in front of a medieval castle of the middle ages.

"Okay… what the fuck do we do now…?"