Ares looked at the three older people and felt like he could see himself in them. That little boy who had just lost his parents and had to follow his scary grandpa, that little boy who didn't even know how to fend for himself at school.
It took one moment for him to realize that he needed to save himself form the grief, loss and the bullying of school and that he did. This is how Ares managed to survive the cruelties of the world form a young age.
"Let's work together and save ourselves!"
*
"Look at those idiots! Do they think that it will be easy to save themselves? What are they so happy about?" asked a hooded figure.
Sandstorm was in a huge room with a number of differently shaped screens surrounding him. Each room screen had a different person shown though their faces were not clear.
"Why don't we all just show our faces? We are after all on the same team." Sand storm said as he settled in his swerve chair.
