Havoc had just been cleared by the doctors and was staying in his room. No one could explain the strange tattoos or the flow of energy that Havoc had created. They weren't ready for that. Atlantis may have been, but the humans on Earth had never seen so much come from one person. Havoc wasn't surprised. If something didn't blow up or he didn't break one of the laws of physics at least once a week, he'd start to feel like something was amiss. No one was seriously hurt, though Dr. Lee was weeping over the destruction of the 8 year project. Not that anyone else was truly shedding a tear.

What shocked everyone was that Landry had gotten a request from George Hammond and Jack O'Neill to have Havoc and SG-1 attend a Homeworld Security Banquet in Washington. They want to use the party as a cover for Jack and Hammond to meet Havoc, but they also wanted to show Havoc how different Earth was. Though there was much objection from Doc Landry at first, her father seemed dead set on sending Havoc. Havoc, however, had said nothing about it. Yet everyone could see his interest in the way he walked and the spark behind his gaze.

The team waited in the briefing room for Havoc. He was incredibly late, making even Teal'c slightly impatient. The humans were dressed in military uniforms, even Landry in his dark blue suit. He glanced at his watch. They would have to attend the banquet in three hours, and they were going by plane. Havoc couldn't have forgotten the deadline.

Just when Landry was about to go looking for Havoc himself, the door opened. Havoc was dressed in a black suit, golden chains stemming from his shoulders. He had a right arm, catching Sam's attention. Despite all the flair, his wild mane was still untamed, the three streaks of silver in separate directions.

"How do you have a right arm?" Carter asked, surprised by the sudden growth of the appendage. Havoc shook his head.

"This limb is made of ionized energy. It's solid to some extent, but not able to withstand a powerful blow. I think it's better to have a fake arm than none at all, eh?"

"We'd better leave now if we want to get there tonight…" Mitchell sighed. Havoc thought for a second.

"Do you have coordinates for this building? Maybe even a satellite scan for the city in question…?"

Landry and Havoc smiled.

The hall was huge titan of steel and glass. The sky was dark and cold, as the slow and deserted street stretched in front of it. Chauffeurs took cars and doormen let people in through the glass portals. The area was buzzing with talk. Everyone attending knew of the Stargate program, so security clearance was exceptionally high.

The side of the building offered a balcony with tables and light fixtures hanging like stalagmites. The air was still. There was a rushing sound like a vacuum cleaner and five rings of white light spawned a foot off the ground. The pillar flared and disappeared, leaving six visitors on the balcony, standing over a scorch mark. Havoc looked down and rubbed some of the soot away with his new shoes.

"I still need to work on that…"

"This is the right place, though…"

Havoc went for the door handle, when Landry rushed forward and grabbed his shoulder.

"I know that everyone in that room knows about the Gate, but try to keep a low profile." Havoc sighed. Havoc trying to keep a low profile was like trying to get a boulder to fly. Havoc twisted the knob of the door and opened it.

The group dispersed quickly, leaving Havoc his own devices. He started by raiding the refreshments table. The room was large, full to the brim with generals and colonels, each clasping a wine glass. The room was decorated in crystal and art. Some tables held ice sculptures. One was a model of the Stargate in ice. Havoc shook his head. Teal'c was talking to General O'Neill, who was accompanied by General Hammond. Carter, Vala, and Daniel were eyeing the ice sculptures with curiosity. Mitchell was entertaining a group of generals, while Landry hung off to the side.

Havoc refused an offered wine glass and went to a bare spot, where the crowd had drifted away. He didn't like this. His soldier's sense was screaming at him. So many people were surrounding him, and there were so few exits. Havoc stood out, being the only one in black and seven feet tall. He cursed himself for that, too. Something was at the back of his mind, gnawing at him. He couldn't place it, but there was an imbalance. Carter emerged from the crowd, walking towards him.

"After General O'Neill gives his speech, he wants to talk to you."

"Carter, tell Mitchell and Daniel that there's been a problem."

Carter was suddenly alert. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know why, but I sense an Ascended being of considerable power nearby…"

"What!" Havoc hissed at her loud exclamation.

"Don't cause a scene… The being is headed this way, probably sent by the Ancients to scout my location… I can't get a grip on its energy levels yet, but if it poses a threat, I may have to retaliate."

"By retaliate, you mean…"

"I will try to lead it from here, but it may also want you and the others. Shit may hit the fan in this building."

"Could it be friendly?"

"Ha! If it was friendly, it would have done something to show itself by now."

He sent Carter away quickly and returned to his post. Jack and George were now on the stage, the lights dimming and attention being slowly drawn to them. A single spotlight focused on Jack. The general looked over the crowd.

"I know that I'm not much of a speaker kind of person, but a few certain individuals think I'm the only one they want doing this sort of thing…" Jack started, eyeing Hammond with a glare. "This banquet is one that is meant to be a type of recognition for the men and women of the SGC. And, once being a part of the frontline team, I can say that there is not greater honor than to step through the Gate and still be paid to do so. I know that some of you at the SGC can be a humongous pain in the ass to work with…" he directed this at Daniel, who looked back with an angry stare, "but I don't know of any other people who I could honestly shoot aliens with…"

Havoc listened to the speech silently, until his proximity alarm flared red. He craned his head 70 degrees and saw a shimmer behind the giant chandelier. It darted towards the stage. Havoc looked down at Daniel, who had caught his attention. He seemed to read Havoc's mind.

Shit had hit the fan… It's headed for Jack…

Havoc tried to stop the being with mental energy. He couldn't make a scene. The being slowed down, but Havoc's mind felt it's determination to reach the stand. Havoc snarled. Making a scene was what he did.

"Everyone! GET DOWN!" Havoc screamed, energy exploding out from under his feet. Ribbons of light forced nearby patrons to the ground, the others obeying the command, seeing a pillar of light burst from the floor. Havoc reached his fake arm up. "Soul Thread!"

A thick, pulsating beam of red light arched from his hand, streaking up to the glittering creature. It impacted, making a large explosion. A rain of crystals and glass slowly made their way to the crouched people. People began to scream and panic. Jack stood at the pedestal, staring at Havoc. The ascended being made a dash for the stage. Havoc leapt into the air and grabbed the shimmering spot. It flashed a bright light and Havoc fell to the ground, swearing. People began to have a fit over the spectacle and started to head for the exits. Jack saw the attacker flying towards him and flinched. The rippling spot froze. Jack stared into it.

"Particle Shockwave!"

A red slashing blade of light slammed into the being and knocked it to the ground. A person began to form. Havoc walked up to Jack, right sleeve torn and in smoking tendrils.

"Sir, Havoc of the Ascended Soldier Program, at your service…" Havoc said, smiling. Jack eyed his arm.

"I had a hunch that I'd like you…"

"I will require a paycheck, of course…"

"Ah. Nothing's free…"

"I'm told there are a lot of foods I have yet to try, if that's a hint."

Carter ran up behind him, dragging Daniel and Teal'c, with Vala close behind. Daniel walked up to the ascended being and glared down at it. Suddenly, he was shocked. Before him, lay a beaten Oma Desala.

"….Oma…? What the hell is this…?" Oma looked up at him.

"Anubis… He defeated me…. I came here to warn you. I did not know about him." She said, looking up at Havoc, who still watched her like a hawk.

"How is that possible? You were supposed to be an even match. How did he win?" Havoc snorted.

"Because she's weak, that's why." Everyone looked up at him confused. He sighed.

"Ascension doesn't cover up the obvious faults that lie in the very DNA. You have all the power of the Ancients and Ascended. Anubis has the power of the Ancients, the Ascended, the Goa'uld, and the human. Where one has a weakness, he has another fill in the blanks, so on and so forth. Like me, I am part Ancient, part Ascended, part Wraith, part human, and part bio-dragon. Where one falters, the others provide support. I could fight him forever, but it would only be a matter of time for him to find your pressure point and beat the hell out of it."

"Why is Anubis coming here?" Daniel asked. Before Oma could finish, a beam transporter kicked on in the center of the room. The Atlantis team appeared in the room, guns drawn and gear on. They looked ready for action. Havoc smiled, but was slightly annoyed. He jumped off the decimated stage.

"What's up guys? You get invited to this little shindig?" The team lifted their guns to him. Havoc froze. The room grew tense. Havoc frowned. "What the…"

The guns coughed and a wall of projectiles sped for him. Havoc axe kicked the ground and a table lying on the ground burst into the path of the bullets. Havoc snarled and lifted a hand to his head. It was hurting again. The team kept sending more bullets. Havoc saw Sheppard barking orders to the team. McKay and Ronon took the right flank, Teyla and Sheppard on the left. Havoc snarled. His head was pounding. The bullets kept going. Havoc screamed.

"CHAOS REQUIEM!"

A bubble of energy exploded out in all directions, knocking the humans over. The building, barely standing, swayed to and fro. Sheppard and the Atlantis team looked at Havoc and saw his eyes were glowing. The X on his hand was back, but now, a red Y was stamped on the center of it. Giant dragon wings had forced their way out of his back. A pair of angel wings was in between those. Havoc whipped his head down on the Atlantis humans and he raised a hand. All four of them were lifted by some invisible hand and were thrown against the wall. Havoc took a step towards John, venting steam from his mouth.