Havoc struggled with his restraints. The ice would not budge. Not that he expected it to. Inverse had begun siphoning Havoc's energy into himself, leaving Havoc just enough to survive. Now, the Asuran had found the perfect battery. Infinite power and a shield no one could break. Havoc felt like a fool. He had wanted to make the bastard pay and he was blinded by power. Although, technically, he was still in the Xyz: Final Evolution, which would mean Inverse, would get any additional powers Havoc would. This left them in a very bad situation. Inverse on his own was weak, but he had Havoc now, so that left him with an unneeded advantage. Havoc's mind flitted between different ideas of how to stop this all at once.

Inverse had left him by himself, most likely to have some fun in the atmosphere. Worst case scenario: He gets bored and starts taking pot shots at humans on the ground before heading off to absorb Atlantis. Havoc knew what he was planning to do, and he was sick and twisted for trying. If the planets collide, Havoc's self preservation software will kick in and then everyone takes a one-way trip to hell. Plus, Falc'ner, back from the dead and totally obedient, was flying around, making sure the Daedalus stayed exactly where it was. It was a shame that the Ascended hated him, or Havoc could ask for their help. How this had changed from a battle with the Ori to now be beyond even Havoc. Such action in just a few weeks leads to pure confusion.

Havoc sighed and looked up at the sky. Atlantis drew closer by the minute. The soldier estimated that at its current velocity, the atmospheres will combine and set to flame in about eight minutes. One minute and forty seconds later, the artic pole and the mainland will collide. Somehow, trying to think positive was set on the back burner. Havoc blinked and looked to his right. He saw the humans approaching his area. Zeke held up the front, with Sheppard close behind, and Teyla in an honest third. By the time Zeke reached Havoc, he could have saved the planet by now. Havoc rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Well look who's in deep shit now?" Zeke said tauntingly, beginning to work on the ice. The crystal flashed and Zeke was thrown back into a snow drift, face down. He lifted his head and spat out some icy powder.

"I'm not the one in the snow with my ass in the air, old man…" Havoc retorted. Teyla walked up to him and examined the wound left by Inverse. The cut in the ribs was deep, but it would heal.

"It looks like you'll be okay…" Teyla said. Havoc could sense the relief in her tone. He shook his head.

"Are you alright? I didn't just come back from the dead ten minutes ago…"

"I will be fine…"

"Can I interrupt you two lovebirds for a sec?" Zeke asked, getting up. Havoc snarled and looked at him with a death glare.

"What was that, old man?"

"Guys…?" Daniel started.

"Who are you calling old man?"

"The 10,000 year old crank in front of me…"

"Guys…?"

"Oh, and maybe I should let you look like a retard, eh?"

"You want a piece of this?"

"You ain't in a position to offering pieces, runt!"

"Would you all shut the hell up?" Daniel screamed. Zeke and Havoc looked at him, confused. They acted more like two small children then father and son. Havoc looked at the sky.

"I have a plan… but you'll need to obey me totally to keep us all alive…"

"Whatever you need…"

"Okay… here's my plan… Daniel, Vala, Teal'c, and Sam… Get back to SGC as soon as possible. There should be a homing ring platform that will bring you to the nearest Gate. Tell them to open the silo at all costs and detach the Gate from the power struts. Mitchell, go with Zeke into the Ancient Outpost and see if you can get an empty ZPM of even a control crystal. I'm gonna have to use it later. Zeke! Before you leave, see what you can do about this ice, will ya?" Zeke leaned over and tried his Ascended Arts on the ice. "Sheppard, Ronon, and Rodney… After Zeke returns with the crystal, he can teleport you to the Atlantis Gate room. Stay there and tell Weir to open the ceiling of the Gate room and the jumper bay. Wait for further instructions there. Teyla… stay here… I want to talk to you…" Zeke stepped back and barked a phrase in ancient. The ice melted off. Havoc stood up straight. He was still drained of energy. He probably couldn't muster up the strength needed to spawn energy. Havoc eyed the sky once more.

Time for the Grande Finale…

Everyone had gone except for Teyla and Havoc, who stood next to the shattered research dome. Teyla stared at Havoc expectantly while the soldier stood with his hands behind his back.

"I'd prefer if you stay away from this if you could… but there is no other way…"

"What do you mean…?"

"Nothing… but let me ask you a question. Why do the Athosians worship the ancients?"

"What do you mean?" She asked again, slightly irritated.

"I know that you pray those ascended. Why?"

"My people believe that the ancients gained the power of a lesser god and they would watch over us." She said, as if she was reciting a text that she had memorized. Havoc eyed the sky.

"What type of guardians would do this to us…? For your sake, I hope that your gods will come to our aide now…"

In the Gate room in the SGC, Landry authorized the building be sealed off and the silo opened. What he didn't understand was why they needed to disconnect the Gate from the power couplings. The Gate sat loosely in its cradle, but just barely. The glaring sunlight made its way down the hole.

"Carter, why do we have to leave the Gate in shambles like this?" Landry asked. Carter looked out the high window at the Gate.

"Havoc said that it would be important to let the Gate have a clear shot to the sky…"

"I still don't like it…"

"Well, it's not like we really have a choice otherwise." Daniel added. "We do have Atlantis coming at us at a ridiculous speed."

"Uh," Walter said. "I'm getting a strange reading coming from the Gate…"

The inner ring began to spin, but instead of stopping and locking any of the chevrons, the ring spun faster and faster. The glyphs became blurs as the Gate groaned in stress. Suddenly, the device ripped out of the ramp and shot through the opening in the roof. Mitchell looked around.

"What the hell…?"

Weir stood above the Gate on her balcony. She tapped the microphone on her hear and spoke.

"Radek, open the doors…"

The opening in the roof groaned as the Ancient mechanism moved. The jumper bay opened and sunlight poured in. Sheppard walked up behind her and looked over the Gate. He sighed.

"I think that the world has just gone to shit since he showed up."

"Are you saying he was better off dead?"

"No! But he seems different since last time."

"But he was right about one thing… We have grown dependant…"

The Gate sparked and began to spin faster and faster. The Gate shattered the floor beneath it and exploded through the jumper bay and the roof. Havoc must have known how the Gate would have tried to get away. If the ceiling wasn't open, the Gate would have torn apart the Gate room. Sheppard looked up into the ceiling.

"What the hell…?"

Inverse hung in the center of the vacuum of space. Earth was at his left and the Atlantis base at his right. He had seen enough of the humans. The scythe of the devil needed to be brought down on these humans. Inverse had grown sick of these vermin to the point of tasting warm bile in his mouth. Earth would pay first with this, then Atlantis. Inverse waved his hands and two specks burst from the surfaces of the planet. The two Stargates had flown up to him and activated, but kept the inner rings spinning. The chevrons fluctuated and locked repetitively. The two Gates went back to back and each took a side of Inverse. They eased together, Inverse inside the two event horizons. The Gates began to slowly revolve, faster and faster. Eventually, they became a revolving sphere of light. Down in Antarctica, Havoc looked around desperately.

"What can we do?" Teyla asked. Havoc looked at her P-90.

"I do have an idea… but you'll have to help me…"

"Anything!"

"Kill me…"

Teyla's blood turned into liquid nitrogen. Her eyes grew wide as her heart skipped a beat. Her fingers tightened around the gun and a cold sweat formed on her neck.

"What…?" Her voice quivered. Havoc looked up at the sky.

"I am a battery to that son of a bitch. If I die, he will essentially be weak and worthless. I will attempt ascension again and hope the others let me fix this."

"Havoc… I can't… I…"

Havoc gripped her shoulders and shook her. She looked up at him.

"You have to. If I commit suicide, then I won't be allowed to ascend no matter how bad these things get. You must kill me. I'm weak enough…"

Teyla shook her head, making Havoc sigh in frustration and step backwards. She was in too deep to just shoot him. Havoc looked up at her with his silver glare.

"Fine. If Teyla the Person won't shoot me, maybe Teyla the Fighter will!" Havoc said as he dashed forward. He pulled his hand back and swung it at her. Teyla flinched, which was what he wanted. The P-90 coughed and the muzzle flashed. Havoc faltered and Teyla snapped back into reality. Her heart had stopped as she saw Havoc land in the snow before her, a stream of blood arching down behind him. He slammed into the snow and crumpled. She dove down and felt for a pulse. He grew cold and his pulse was barely registering. Havoc's eyes were open a sliver.

"…thank…you…" He whispered, a trickle of dark crimson blood making its way out of his mouth, staining the snow. Teyla gasped in a breath of stinging air. Her eyes watered up, melting her vision to a Picasso painting. She wiped her tears away and looked into Havoc's eyes. They were cold and lifeless, his gentle spark gone. She panicked and reached down to feel a pulse…

There wasn't one.