<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">The General stared blankly at Dex, not at all enjoying his attitude. He'd always been very flippant, despite Raven's best attempts at emotional and mental conditioning. In the back of her mind, she idly wondered if Hayes was onto something with his sect, but she roughly brushed those thoughts aside. No. Hayes had paid a steep price for what he'd done. He lived a cursed life, now, if one could even call it a life. She certainly didn't seem to think so. <br/><br/>"I chose you for this job because you're the best. Don't prove me wrong. You showed promise all those years ago, and I'm certain you'll show the same promise again." She rifled through the pile on her desk and produced a thick, black, ominous pile. She slid it over to him, taking the liberty to open it and display the bulk of the pile. <br/><br/>"You don't remember this - we made sure to have you forget as thoroughly as possible. But thirteen years ago, we needed a test subject. You were new to Raven, so we decided to see if you'd hold your own against a new experimental program. Thirteen years ago, we tasked you to fight against a new prototype weapon. Your battleground was an open field, a sunny day. . . and a child."</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"General. Pleasure to see you." Hayes said. Gabriel Hayes was an imposing man, not necessarily in size or bulk, but certainly with the aura he projected. He went to the gym, that much was obvious, and he was an average height for a man, but he was. . . terrifying. His eyes were flat and cold, his brown hair close-cropped and tightly styled. He bore an assortment of scars, some clean, some jagged, one even framing his left eye. <br/><br/>The General shook his hand in turn, though she did a good job at disguising the fact that she wanted to shudder. Hayes looked normal on the outside, but she knew better. He was a fucked up individual. <br/><br/>And the GOD project was equally as disgusting. <br/><br/>"And I see you brought our opponent. Pleasure to meet you, Dex." Hayes continued, reaching out to shake Garcia's hand. Hayes was immaculate. He did his homework. He probably knew Garcia's social security number and the routing number of all of his private bank accounts. Being a high ranking official in Raven had its perks. But being Hayes. . . that carried other benefits. Hayes smiled, but it lacked any true emotion, and gestured for him to take his place in the field. <br/><br/>"The test is simple. Whoever is incapacitated first loses. Quite simple. I'll give you five minutes to prepare yourself or any equipment you might need." Hayes walked off, leaving the General and Dex to talk with each other, or for Dex to begin preparing. After five minutes had expired, Hayes grinned as a transport truck wheeled in, bringing Dex's opponent. <br/><br/>"This is Zero." Hayes said, opening the door. <br/><br/>A girl walked out. Blonde hair was tied up and done in a perfect bun behind her head. Blue eyes stared out at the world, hollow and empty. Emotionless - almost like Hayes. She was dressed in fatigues, sparse bits of combat armor covering up her body. It hardly looked more than like protective sports gear, if one were being honest. Hayes placed a hand on Zero's shoulder and smiled. <br/><br/>"Are you ready?" He asked, looking to Garcia. </span>