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John Connor

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John watched as one door closed containing the prolific Dante’s Abyss host, Karl Jak who somewhat brushed him off as another man who just wanted to save the world. The tablet containing the information of the contestants who hopped down in the “hole” were sent off to that mysterious Colonel Roy Mustang who had been around during Dante’s Abyss last year during the “war games.”

He got enough of the glimpses of one of the Unmade Lieutenants, Serean fighting back against several soldiers and what seemed like the six of the contestants willing to sacrifice their lives for a cause. He watched that information several times and each time he got a lot more angry.

Just as Karl snatched the tablet from Connor’s hands, he was left to debate what to say to his audience waiting outside that door. He felt a lump pull in his throat. He cleared it as he raised the “DA Champion 22 belt “up above his head along with the fist.

Not only was the entire world watching him, the entire galaxy now knew his name.

John’s speech rang throughout the crowds as he lied about his name.

“I am simply known as Bear. “

After all the television cameras and newscasters pushed microphones in his face for an interview, he brushed them aside as he wasn’t in it for the glory.

“Bear” gritted his teeth and pushed through the crowd, belt on him, along with various supplies. As the door opened again, John grabbed his prizes and other various things and went toward the strange teleportation device once he finally got rid of the damn metal collar on his arm. Not like it mattered.
 

Marcus Wright

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Marcus watched everyone start to filter out of the spectator lounge as he took one more sip of beer, looking up at the screen as he swore Blair and him practically spittaked their drinks at the sight of John WINNING da?

The splash of the sudden drinks on the floor.

Marcus couldn’t contain a smirk as he pushed himself up “Hell yeah! That’s how we do it, John!”

Blair eyed the cyborg as she cleared her throat as she couldn’t help but be happy for her old commander trying to make a name for himself in this world. She bit her tongue as something over her com was heard.

“Right, Right. I’m on my way.”

Blair looked up and finished her drink as she sighed, Marcus looking over at her

“What’s wrong, Blair?”

“We got orders to move out. The war is getting worse.”

Marcus looked Blair in the eyes and frowned “Are you coming back this time?”

Blair wasn’t sure how to respond and just turned “I’m not sure this time, Marcus, just protect John, alright?”

The former Resistance pilot looked back at Marcus as she shook her head.

“I’ll stay in touch with you guys.”
 
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