February 20th.
It was a new day in the Coalition Headquarters. Marcus had just finished resting up in a dorm provided to him when he enlisted. When he found the Coalition, his armour was all tattered and broken, while his Lancer was still in 100% pristine condition. A group of Soldiers found him and brought him in, cleaned him up and offered him a position on the army to which Marcus accepted. To him, it felt a lot like the organisation he used to work for known as the COG; the Coalition of Organised Governments back on his homeplanet, Sera. On his chest-plate was a special medal known as the Embry Star, which symbolised great honour and was the highest honour given to any Gear. As he woke up, a speaker sounded in his chamber.
"Marcus Michael Fenix, report to the briefing room immediately. I repeat, Marcus Michael Fenix. Report to the briefing room immediately."
"Yeah... I heard ya the first time." He exclaimed, grabbing his Lancer and proceeding to the briefing room. Once he arrived at the briefing room, it turned out he was early, and saw a green armoured soldier already present in the room, staring at a map terminal. Marcus approached him.
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