-Chapter 6-

Waking up in the goo John quickly sits up trying to orientate himself another John and a Sharon grab his shoulders "Take it easy brother."

John shaking his head "What am I doing back here already?"

"What do you mean?" Sharon says looking at the other John.

John sits there for a second as he tries to recall what happened, remembering the planet that he was on he tries to play back the events that led up to his return to the resurrection chamber. "I was on that planet…" with some hesitation "…I remember Leoban handing me the blast shield, I also remember looking at the star as it reached Critical Mass." Frustrated that he couldn't explain in words the experience, but also annoyed that he couldn't visualize the images that he expected to see when the star went Nova." It became clear to John that his body had some limitations that hampered an experience that should have been epic. Finally his frustration got the better of him as he slams the side of the resurrection tube with his hand "Frack!"

"What is it, brother?" the other John looking at him with some confusion.

"This body… these imperfections…" standing up he climbs out of the tube with his hands raised above his head "where are my clothes?" not really caring to hear the answer he stumbles to the back room.

The other John follows him into the room "Brother, why are you so frustrated?"

Sitting down he lays his head against the wall "These limitation our parents decided to give us have gotten the better of me…"

"We should rejoice that she made us this way… without these limitation we would never be able to meet our full potential."

Looking over to his brother "You have been hanging around the Leoban's a little too much I think you have finally lost it. You don't understand these limitations made me miss the most spectacular experience ever…" getting up John holds up his hands "…if these weren't so limited…" pointing at his eyes "…I would have seen the spectrum of light that flowed through space as the star went Nova, I could find the Dark matter that I know is out there and embrace it, I could understand the universe and its purpose, but no I'm stuck with this limited dialogue and simple gelatin eyes because our mother wanted to give us a purpose." The frustration finally got the better of him John came to realize the real curse of his existence it was that moment that he knew now that Ellen's perverted plan was backwards that they weren't evolving the Cylon race they were devolving it. Walking over to his brother "I was wrong… so, so wrong" the other John simply watched as John got dressed and left the room never truly understanding the epiphany his brother just had.

Purevenom studied the star charts trying to find the best avenue of approach, but everything he saw would trigger the sensor buoys and alert the Colonials of an approach. No, he was missing something he just couldn't place his finger on it. Sitting there he watched as a six came into the room bringing in a tray with his nourishment on it as she moved he became memorized by her grace he began losing track of what was frustrating him, it was then that he understood "Kona?"

"Yes your Excellency."

"I must say you are thing of beauty… what is your purpose?"

Blushing a little she returns the kindness with a smile "Thank you your Excellency…" but then she gave a quizzical look "…my purpose?"

"Yes, what are your assignments or duties?"

"I care for your needs getting you your nutrient shakes as well I research all request for your review." Still puzzled by the question she stands waiting to be excused.

"At the same time if someone was to bust through the door could you handle the threat?"

"I am programmed with several variation of fighting stances yes I believe I could handle myself" beginning to feel uncomfortable with the questions.

"I would like to test that theory…" hitting a comm switch "…D'Anna please come in here and kill the Kona that is standing in front of me." Before he lets go of the switch the door bust open and D'Anna charges Kona as she stands there confused "You might want to defend yourself" Purevenom says with a smile under his helmet. D'Anna throws the first punch as Kona quickly deflects the strike countering the attack Kona strikes with a round house kick. Grabbing her leg D'Anna also counters her attack by throwing Kona against the wall and begins throwing punches at her after a few strikes hit Kona quickly gets the upper hand by grabbing her wrist she turns the tide in to her favor flinging D'Anna around she drops her to the ground. Purevenom watches with excitement as the fight continues on for what seems to be an eternity Kona then grabs a sculpture off the table and just before she bashes D'Anna head in Purevenom lifts his hand "Stop!" Kona quickly stops herself in mid stride and looks up to the Imperious Leader.

As they both get up they begin straightening themselves out then turn towards Purevenom with a simple nod they respond in unison "Yes your Excellency."

Slapping his knee he begins to give out a laugh "Excellent, excellent you both have pleased me perfectly you both are excused." With a quick flick of his wrist they quickly move out of the room. He realizes that he has the means but now he needs a plan and a way to implement it flicking the comm back on "Have Spectre report to me…" as they respond their acknowledgment he turns the switch off. Getting out of his chair he walks over to the window things were developing he just needed to piece it together to make it work. Before his eyes he sees a bright light in the distance it would appear he caught the finally of a star going Nova watching he marveled at the brilliance of the light how it glowed in the dark recesses of space it was moments like these he appreciated the gift of life John gave to him, and wondered if there was any truth to the ideals of a one true God.

Sitting in his office John had turned off all the lights trying to relive the experience his feeble mind couldn't comprehend the experience driving himself insane he puts his arms on the table shifting everything onto the floor. Johns anger was getting the better of him he hated Ellen more than anything now thinking of his plans he wanted her to be there when they wiped the Colonies out he wanted to be standing there watching her face as she realized the mistake in believing that humanity was wrong and striving to be like them was even more wrong. The wanting to gloat in her face was the only thing that brought peace to his mind, the only thing that would satisfy his anger.

Opening the Data stream he began looking at the files thinking maybe there is a way to reverse the mistakes she made he could revert himself by placing his program into a machine experiencing the things his heart truly wanted. Banging the screen the numbers would not pan out, every simulation he played the ending results were disastrous nothing seemed to work. Sitting back in his chair he decided to try and meditate on the thought thinking out loud he sat there "All right… transferring a processor into a rotting fleshy brain is possible because the mind can hold more data… but the brain won't transfer to a processor because there are too many subroutines for the processor to handle… so if I attempt this there is a good chance I could lose most of my memories and forget why I hate her so much… well that is not acceptable." Shaking his head he begins tapping his hand on the table the thought overwhelming him he continues to concentrate harder. "…maybe I can combine flesh and metal… it worked with the raiders and the centurions… but once again they are simplistic programs…" feeling he was getting closer there was a something that he was missing.

Sitting there deep in thought John lays his head on the table still thinking out loud "think, think, think…" it was at that instance he feels the ship beginning to stretch he could feel that in a moment the Hybrid would be taking them Faster Than Light… it is then that he realizes something "The Hybrid… those silly little frackers… all this time we thought the Cylons were heading in the wrong direction with their experiments, but it makes sense they weren't…" a smile began to form on his lips placing his hands behind his head he leans back as the ship makes the jump.