"Greetings from Atlantis. What you are about to see and hear is part of a confidential secret that the SGA has known for over a year. We discovered him… or rather…" The digital Elizabeth Weir said on the screen of the briefing room. "He found us… His name is Havoc. He is an experimental soldier of the Ancients in an attempt to fight the Wraith and use the Asuran technology. Havoc possesses ascended DNA that enables him to manipulate energy and increase his normal strength. Most of the facts surrounding him are for you to discover, seeing as we aren't fairly sure that he is completely solved either. We do know he is capable of many wondrous things, including creating a hyperspace window, summoning a portable ring platform, and use a power we call metamorphosis.

"This power enables him to transform into a type of bio-genetic dragon. I know it sounds like a fairy tale or a delusional rant, but I assure you, it is quite real… I am done with my speech… but the Atlantis team has collected a series of home movies they but together for Havoc and your viewing pleasure…"

The screen showed Colonel Sheppard walking down a hallway, beckoning the camera behind him. An angered McKay grumbled, obviously working the device. Sheppard came to a door and stopped him.

"This is cool… When Havoc goes all feral… or when he is a dragon, he takes a whole new personality and calls himself Chevron. Short for the Chevron Dragon. Check this…" The camera whipped around and showed a large room where a gigantic golden dragon lay in the sun from an overhead window. It was asleep. Sheppard snuck up to the snout of the sleeping giant and pulled a steel wool brush from a sleeve. He reached down and tickled the scaly nostril, making the dragon sneeze fire on the floor. The beast ripped its head up, both eyes on its nose.

"God damn it! Sheppard!" The titan screamed, Sheppard and McKay laughing. The next camera shot was of Beckett trying to get Havoc to come down off a girder, holding a needle in his hand.

"Havoc, are we going to have to go through this every time you need a shot?"

"I don't fucking care! Get that needle away from me!"

"Get down here! Now!"

"Not in this lifetime, aye?" Havoc yelled back tauntingly. The camera showed the back of Havoc, now with only one arm walking down a hallway. Sheppard jogged up to him.

"Want to say something to the folks on Earth?"

Havoc turned around, looked at the camera, smiled, and placed a hand over the lens. The video feed ended. The lights in the room lifted to a brighter setting. Landry leaned back in his chair, turning to the team. Carter was staring at the blank screen, as was Daniel. Vala was shocked at the sight of the dragon, but Teal'c remained impassive. Landry stood up.

"I think Atlantis was sincere in letting this Ancient help us. From what he did to the Gate room, I guess he really is that powerful."

"I think Atlantis has indeed given us a great weapon to fight the Ori." Teal'c rumbled.

"But he's still a person, Teal'c. That means we just can't force him to do anything he doesn't want…" Sam argued. Daniel rolled his eyes.

"It's not like we could anyway…"

"Is that why you sent Mitchell to get him out of the holding room…?" Vala asked. Daniel nodded.

"I wonder why they haven't gotten here yet..."

To answer his question, a commotion started outside. The guard was yelling.

"Hey! You can't come up here! You need security clearance!"

"My bad…. I think I put my card somewhere…"

"Hey! What are you…? ARGH!" The door came smashing down and the guard was crumpled on top of it. Havoc walked in the room with a very embarrassed Mitchell. He looked around the room and snorted. Landry, still keeping an eye on the disposed man on the floor, looked up at Havoc.

"What's so funny?"

"You humans… I keep finding more and more I like about you people…"

Mitchell walked forward. "Sir, I apologize. I told him to wait, but he…" The General lifted a hand.

"At this point, I just want to assess Havoc's abilities with a few tests first. I think that would be a fair judgment?" Mitchell nodded. Havoc looked confused.

"What tests?"

"Never mind about that. They don't come till tomorrow. For now, we'll make sure you have a room for your stay." With that Havoc nodded and followed the team down the hallway.

After the whole experience of the briefing room, Sam got Havoc the suite in reservation. Havoc requested a smaller domicile, but he was stuck with it. After being bombarded with questions and statements from Daniel Jackson, he shut himself away. He was about to get an uninvited visitor.

Vala quietly opened the door, sending a thin beam of light away from the opening and across the black room. She had seen the glowing package Havoc brought with him and her old tendencies got the best of her. Such was her choice, to see what he guarded from them. She saw the bag on the far table, opening glowing green, casting a thin outline on the wall. She snuck inside and edged her way to the target.

Opening it with one hand, she pulled the green ZPM Prison out of the bag. Her eyes glinted with the steely air of her old treasure hunter side. Vala contemplated the action of telling Carter about the ZPM. But why was it green?

Her small discovery was blind sided by a dark voice behind her.

"This room is private. What is your intension…?" Vala whipped around to find Havoc standing there, eye glowing in the dark. He had not been in the room when she first looked in. His pupils were the slits again; angry designs lining his irises. He ripped the ZPM out of her hands with inhuman speed and set it on the mattress. He stared down at her. All of Vala's senses were screaming at her to talk her way out of this, or run. She couldn't do either. Those eyes were that of the devil, keeping her in place. Havoc spoke.

"Tell anyone of this, and I will hold no remorse for this bases' destruction… got it? This may be a power source to you or even a treasure, but in reality, in the wrong hands, this thing can kill all of you humans like never seen before. Go."

Vala left the room as fast as possible. She walked down the bright hallway, periodically checking behind her. Whatever that was, it wasn't the person in the briefing room. She felt a pang of sorrow for the Ancients when she realized that was going to be fighting them.

PEGASUS GALAXY

Sheppard and his team woke in a Wraith ship holding bay. But the walls were covered with Asuran blocks. Somehow, the tiny machines had taken on the habits of Replicators. John swore as he felt his forehead, finding a nasty cut where the Inverse Rekhyt had knocked him out. Ronon was standing by the door, keeping an eye on the hallway. Teyla was next to Sheppard, staring down at McKay, who was still asleep, but drooling. Sheppard groaned and kicked him in the shin. McKay yelled and sat up.

"What happened…?"

"That's what I want to know…" John groaned. A dark laughter echoed over the air.

"You're human minds are so pathetic…"

Inverse Rekhyt fell to the ground from the ceiling. He drew himself up and sneered at them. Sheppard rushed to the bars.

"Listen! Rekhyt! I know you're in there! Fight these things!" Rekhyt just laughed and snatched his collar through the bars, forcing Sheppard up into them.

"I will say this once, and only once. I am not the deceased Rekhyt. I am an Asuran who has taken the persona of him. The one of our kind you know as Inverse Havoc is simply using your friend like a Goa'uld."

"How do you know of the Goa'uld…?"

"This is bigger than you can think. Your enemies, the Goa'uld, the Wraith, the Asurans, the Ori, and the newly reformed Ancients have been unable to wipe you out because they were vain. Now, they all want one thing. To see humans dead. I'm guessing you sent Havoc to Earth, then?"

Sheppard didn't say anything, but his eyes gave him away. Inverse Rekhyt laughed.

"Excellent… excellent… You don't know it, but it would have been better for all humans if you had just killed him instead…"