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<P><B><JC>CHAPTER ONE: Change of Fate
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<P>He brushed from shadow to shadow, as though he were a part of the darkness himself, slipping silently from place to place, evading anything and everything that crossed his path. He was nano-augmented; A born and bred killer, someone had said about him, about all nano-augs. Maybe that was true. Maybe. But he had reason, and he had enough human in him to realize that the certain actions of one Bob Page were not to be taken lightly. He would put an end to it. All of it.
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<P>His name was JC Denton - former employee of UNATCO, the United Nations Anti-Terrorist Coalition, now on the other side of the fight. They called the NSF terrorists. If anyone could be called terrorists, it wouldn't be the NSF, they weren't terrorists. It would be UNATCO and their brainless nano-aug thugs.
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<P>They had captured him - locked him in a cell deep below UNATCO HQ on Liberty Island, expecting him to sit nice and snug so that they could doubtlessly slaughter him later on. Right. He escaped, of course, by the help of a disembodied voice that persisted in talking to him over his infolink. He didn't know who or what it was. He didn't care at the moment. He just wanted to break out, and so far, he had almost made his way up to the top floor of the compound.
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<P>Almost.
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<P>Stepping into the light, now, looking blankly up the second last set of stairs he'd have to climb, he saw the last obstacle and potential threat in his way.
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<P>Anna Navarre. Nano-aug, UNATCO colonel, colder than steel. There wasn't a bit of heart in the woman. Most of her body was metal, all augmented, whatever skin showed was pale white. Charming when combined with her hateful, violent personality.
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<P>He should have killed her when he had the chance.