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Tara 0800 Hours The UN armored vehicles moved through the alien streets, filled to the brink with soldiers of all nationalities. The convoy of around fifteen vehicles quickly made their way through the streets, weapons at the ready to deal with any enemy. Most of the men and women in Thompson's vehicle were veterans of the Middle Eastern wars, and most of them were Sergeant's. They all wore heavy equipment and carried M16's and M249 SAW's. The standard issue weapon's for UN soldiers still fired bullets because the armor the rest of the galaxy was built to survive high temperature rounds, but weren't built to stop rounds that ripped through

 Personal Information Name: Erick Timothy Mason Date of Birth: July 4th, 1980 Height: 6'6 Hair Color: Ginger Gender: Male Family Information Parents: Philip Mason: Served time in the US Marine Corps as a Scout Sniper. Served in the Gulf War. Poor relationship with Erick Amy Mason: No Military background. Positive relationship with Erick Siblings (In order of age): Abigail Mason (34, Married): Served time in the US Air Force, was deployed to Afghanistan. Has two children. Johnathan Mason (26, Married): Served time as a United States Marine in Iraq. Vet of the siege of Fallujah. Has one child. Charlotte Mason (24, Married): Served

The boy awoke to a sharp pain in his neck. He jerked to the side and put a hand on his wound. "You won't take me Cesare!" He yelled. The doctor jumped back. "It's okay, it's okay," the doctor said, "the Borgia can't harm you here. You are safe." The boy looked around the room. Decorated wooden walls, decorative windows, comfortable bed. "Where are we?" He asked. "You are in the Rosa in Fiore." The doctor answered. "H-how did I get here? What happened to the guards?" "Ezio took care of them. They shot you in the neck, if it were not for him, you would be dead." "B-but..." "No." The doctor said firmly. "What you need to do right now is

"Sir!" The guards in the front of the Council's Chamber exclaimed, saluting. Mason stepped through the doors and into the large room. The Galactic Council was a collection of one representative from each race in galactic space, of which there were around five or so. There had been a recent debate over whether the New Humans should get a representative or be represented along with the rest of the human race, but no conclusion could be drawn, so the matter was put on hold. The chamber was massive. It could easily hold several hundreds of people. There was a platform towards the back where five people stood. Behind them was a giant window look