Havoc walked in the Antarctic outpost door. Several scientists jumped at the sight of the ascended man. One scientist, who had seen Havoc in the SGC a week ago, approached him.

"Havoc? What are you doing here?"

He never got his answer. The scientist was whisked away in a brilliant light show, along with everyone else. Havoc stooped over and looked deep into the chasm that led to the outpost. He sniffed the air and leapt down into the dark abyss, ignoring the elevator.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Zeke yelled. Teyla winced. When his voice was raised, he sounded like Havoc.

"I was just…" she started, but Zeke interrupted her.

"WHO SAID YOU SHOULD MEDDLE IN HAVOC'S MIND? Damn it! Why did you keep interfering?"

"Ease up! She was only trying to be nice!" Sheppard said, sticking up for her. Zeke ran a hand through his hair. He sighed and turned to the window overlooking the Gate. He snarled and slammed a hand against the wall. Cracks snaked up the wall. Landry winced as a chunk of concrete skittered down over the floor. Zeke shook his head and looked at the General.

"I'm going after him, but please don't get in my way…"

"Where the hell are you going…?"

A bright flash of light filled the Gate room. It deposited the scientists from the Antarctic base. Zeke jerked a thumb over his shoulder.

"Wherever they were…"

The large group of SGC personnel and SGA personnel appeared in the outpost, deep under the ice. The machinery was as the previous inhabitants had left it. A monitor still read energy levels in rising and dropping increments. Zeke looked around.

"Where the hell did that boy go?" Carter looked over at the ring platform. A casket on it had been ripped off. The crystal that deactivated it, the one she herself had installed lay on the floor next to it. That could only mean that Havoc had discovered another room and the rings were his only way to get there. But why didn't he just spawn a platform instead of using the old one? Sam looked up and saw a scorch mark on the floor behind a pillar. She noticed that it wasn't like the ring burn he usually left behind. It looked like something burning had slammed into the floor. She approached the pillar and looked around to the chair.

Splotches of blood were coating the walls like demented paint. Scorch marks streaked the walls and floor. Craters from impacts reached up to the midpoint on the wall. Two handprints of blood were gripping the gel pads on the Chair's arms.

Daniel walked up behind her and started to speak. Just after he opened his mouth, he stopped, eyeing the carnage. They rushed back to the others. Zeke took a look. He came back and stepped into the ring platform. The circles of stone rushed from the floor and whisked him away. The others followed, close behind.

The room they all stepped into was dark and cold. The air froze in the lungs as the dim surroundings came into focus. The dim light was coming from a stage-like platform about two hundred yards away. Some form of crystals lit up the raised bit of floor. A figure stood on the platform, and a second, most likely Havoc, stood a few yards from it. The humans and Zeke stepped quietly. The two figures were talking, but no one could catch the dialogue. They passed a line of tubes that stretched all the way to the light. Mitchell raised his light to the glass of one.

Havoc lay inside not just one, but all of them. The Ancients must have really liked him, because his clones populated all the pods. Zeke looked like he was ready to snap. Teyla was in awe, as was all the humans. Such a stock pile of weaponry under their feet the entire time! Teyla felt a weak mental link from each one. She tried to connect with one. She felt a brick wall. None of them had a conscious. They were all empty shells.

Eventually, they reached about fourteen meters from Havoc. He was shaking slightly, droplets of blood glittered down from his side. The figure on the light source was hunched over. Havoc raised his head and turned his neck. His eyes connected with the two teams and they widened. The figure stood up. A near duplicate of Havoc was facing them, but his eyes were wrong. They were that of a mad man. He sneered.

"Such as a resurrection, it can only mean that of a sacrifice…" The voice said from its throat. Daniel recognized that voice. It was Anubis. He had found the perfect host. The constant effects of his essence on a normal human caused the body to fail. Havoc's clones would be even more powerful, thanks to the Ascended DNA, and the lack of a proper mind made it the perfect weapon.

Havoc looked up at Anubis and snarled. He dashed forward with blinding speed and struck at the Goa'uld. Anubis slapped him away in an instant. He slammed into the ceiling and fell to the floor. Anubis glared at the teams. He raised a hand. Havoc swore. This was why he didn't want anyone here. They would only…

"Today, your punishment begins, child…" Energy crackled. A lightning bolt lashed out and streaked for the humans. It hit one square in the heart. Havoc screamed. Teyla's body fell to the ground. John yelled and Anubis laughed. Havoc's eyes flared a brief light, similar to that of the Goa'uld's symbiote powers. Her mental link to Havoc was severed as her heart stopped beating. Zeke leaned over the body. He glanced up at a panicked Sheppard and whispered.

"Redemption…"

The group disappeared as quickly as they came. Havoc stayed perfectly still. Anubis laughed, but stopped when Havoc got up. He hung his head and coughed up a bit of blood, his eyes hidden in shadow.

"I was told… That if I stick to protecting, I could do some good… as long as could do it following the guidelines established by the Ancients… but you know what…" Havoc muttered. He lifted his head. His pupils were diamond slits, but four circles of black orbited the center of his eye. "You can take your rules and shove 'em…" Havoc lifted a hand. The green ZPM appeared in his hand. He lifted the crystal and ripped the cover off his right stump. The metallic stint had four clips. He slammed the ZPM into the stint, the clips locking in place. Metallic ooze rushed out of the crystal and formed a new arm. A patch of metal snaked up his neck and covered the side of his head with spikes. Inverse Havoc flared into life.

"Now it's my turn to play… hee hee…"

For the first time in seven hundred years, Anubis felt fear.

Zeke was low on energy, and he could only take the humans to a summit of a hill about two klicks away from the base. The dome looked so small from there. He erected a dome of warmth. Sheppard looked down at Teyla.

"Is she…?" Zeke looked down at her.

"I might be able to revive her… I've already started the process, but we won't see any results for a good hour…"

Sheppard sighed explosively. The ground shook. Rodney's computer beeped and spoke. A hole the size of a small moon tore open in the ground. A small figure that must have been Anubis rocketed out of the hole. He was in the fetal position and bleeding terribly. Steam the size of the Daedalus exploded out. The pad spoke again.

"Evolution reached. Critical mass… Evolution… XYZ Final Form: FINAL INVERSE DRAGON attained…"

"Final Inverse Dragon…? What the hell is a …?"

John was interrupted by a giant clawed hand that came from the hole. The appendage the size of the Antarctic Laboratory Dome pulled and the most deadly creature in the universe was summoned from the depths of creation…