And now a dramatic presentation of Worlds of Power, Biotic Commando, written by FX9.

Dedication, dedicated to my bionic nephews, Ted and Dan, Chapter 1.

Jack Markson stood by a huge window of the Federation penthouse in Buenos Aires.

He looked out at the setting sun, hovering over the rooftops of the city. He hadn't felt peace like this for months, not since he started the mission against the Nas.

Jack ran his hands through his short brown hair and thought back to the early hours of the day.

Before sunrise, he and his partner, Super Joe, had burst into the hiding place of the Only one thing had slipped through their hands, the plans for the albatross, a weapon of destruction so powerful it could wipe out the world.

Jack turned around as Super Joe came through the penhouse door, carrying four boxes of hot pizza.

He was still wearing his green commando uniform and looked like he needed a shower.

Bad. Looks like sunset for the naz, uh, Jack, Super Joe said, looking out the window.

Sure does, Jack said.

I'm glad I'm not spending the night in that Argentine jail with him.

It looked pretty grim.

They're getting what they deserve.

Joe said, opening up the pizza and starting to eat.

And we're getting what we deserve.

This stuff is great.

Jack let his mind wander back to the other place that he and Joe had spent time in on missions.

They went back a long way together. Ten years ago, they had met in Federation Spy School

as Green Recruits. Since then, they had shared a Federation spy school as green recruits.

Since then, they had shared a lot of adventure and a lot of danger.

Through it all, Jack had learned to trust Joe,

and there's nothing more important in the spy game than trust.

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