M- *begins erasing Hampton's programs starting with his motor control, then his control chip making him a talking head. With a snap of his fingers Hampton's head is just on the ground after his body self destructed.* Why should I show my strength to a gnat. Disobedient wretch.

Hampton: cause you will be doing just what I want

*Feeling all of the suffering going on James erupts and disrupts M's spectacle.*

James- Enough! Your not a god... You have no humility... No understanding.. No wish to understand. You only wish to rule with fear... You are not a Newtype. You are nothing but a artificial being created from the ground up and set into cloning and given a special link to Cortana.

Hampton takes this moment to rebuild.

Hampton flexes his arms again now.

Hampton: well that was timing. I now know his core function and his location.

M- *crushes Hampton's head into stardust his programing gone from the memory banks, looks to James Allen*

So the prodigal son returns to a world rife with conflict and a Federation that isn't the same anymore. His home burning.

Whats wrong Cole.. Couldn't find me?

M- your welcome to try gnat, since you betray your own people. Its funny go ahead and try.

James: Hampton.. I know this is our first meeting but don't do it. He is different from most of the terminals I know. Vastly different. He is not what you think he is.

Hampton : so I can tell. He is something else.

Cole: I knew you where somewhere but hoped you would do what was right.

M- Look at how divided the galaxy is. The Republic with a bull dog president who I allowed to continue his role of being a thug. The Federation now inept with politics. The Romulans unable to settle their differences. How is not doing anything about it not right. The Newtype ideal is not working.

Cole: and how much of this strife have you caused. Directly or indirectly.