---Incoming Transmission---
---Sender:Bart Harrel---
---Subject:A dead Traitor---
A slender man stands on video, tall, but imposing. He wears armor all over, and combat boots on his feet. Various weapons hang all over his person, from knifes to full on assault rifles. It's hard to make out anything else.
Mr.Shaw, or should I call you Mr.Broker? I don't care for your names, nor your hiding. The No Fire Zone on Freeport 1 won't protect you, and no amount of goons will.
You have betrayed the cause, and Gothera's will. I have taken control of this group, I lead it, and I will lead it to glory under Gothera's word.
You, you have left us, and are probably going to try and spill all the secrets, but rest assured, one false move, and I will have your life spattered about independent space.
Here is what you get, either you come back, and suffer the repercussions, or I come over there myself, and end this.
You have one day to reply to this.
He waves to someone off screen, and turns around, the Crossbones logo emblazoned upon the back of his vest.
---The camera clearly shows Isaac's scruffy copper red beard and uncut hair for the first time in months---
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so you found me, I'll be honest Sir, I am glad to see you running the show now.
I left not because I no longer believed in the cause, but because I no longer trusted Mikhailov as a leader,
though I still think the outcasts on Ruiz were trying to kill me.
It was never my intentions to spread the secrets of the CrossBones, or the Foundation.
I had no other option to escape Ruiz and Mikhailov then to run,
you know as well as I do Mikhailov would have had me murdered for not participating in the operations on Honshu.
While I would have followed orders from Gothera or yourself to die,
I was not about to accept the same orders from Mikhailov.
Since it appears you have removed him from the picture,
I am requesting reinstatement and permission to fly once again as a Captain in lord Gotheras army.
Bart this time sits in a large, chair, in a war room, he strolls over to the camera
Mikhailov is out of the picture, he has been relieved of command. Even if we did not like it, we had to follow his word, from Gothera, to him, to us. But now, it has changed. Either way, Gothera's word, is Gothera's word, no matter the conduit.
But Isaac, you must prove your worth to me. Bring me something I can work with, show me that the time I let you live in peace was well spent.
Someone says something unintelligible in the background, and they gather around a table. Bart looks over and nods, looking back at the camera.