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Third Person's POV

Santa Prisca, Mexico; July 19th, 00:43 ECT

The alarms blare in a warehouse, complete with red bubbling fluid in every tank. The source of the alarm is a group of intruders are Bane and two other men. 

Surrounded by guards on the ground and guards on the catwalks cocking their rifles

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Surrounded by guards on the ground and guards on the catwalks cocking their rifles.

"Nuestro Maestro sublime proclama que él saldrá de esta instalación... si... uno de ustedes derrota a su campeón en combate singular." A Kobra agent tells the trapped trespassers. (Our sublime Master proclaims he will depart this facility... if... one of you defeats his champion in single combat.)

Bane pushes aside the foot soldiers that came with him, walking to the gated door with pride. A buzzer goes off and Bane holds the door. "Solo que se interesante." Then he shoves the door open and walks in. (Just make it interesting.)

The soldier smirks as the door shuts behind Bane. Inside Bane sees that there are many more soldiers on the interlocking catwalks, all of them armed with rifles. A buzzer goes off, drawing the bodybuilder's attention to the door on the other side of the arena. Where two people stand. Both of them blonde brunettes with black pants and boots, and blue tank tops that cut off to expose their stomachs. Only the male walks through, but he's thin which gets Bane's attention, albeit with confusion.

Behind Bane, a black gauntlet with red tubes on it, attached to a long clear tube falls to the floor. He picks it up, confused. "¿Me devuelto mi mayor arma?" Bane asks, confused. "¿Cuál es el truco?" he questioned. (You give me back my greatest weapon? What's the catch?)

"Ningún truco. No sería una prueba de la destreza de su campeón si no estuviera en su mejor." the soldier says. (No catch. It would hardly be a test of his champion's prowess if you were not at your best.)

Bane attaches the gauntlet. "¿Quieres mi mejor?" he activates the venom feed as he connects to the back of his head. His pupils dilating as he grunts the Venom flowing through his body. As it finishes, he's panting and turning towards his opponent. "Lo conseguiste." He cracks his neck. (You want my best? You got it.)

His opponent hasn't moved, though the girl behind him steps up with a needle gun filled with a purple serum which she injects into his shoulder. The effect is immediate, his eyes shrink to pinpricks as his hair stands nearly on end. He stumbles forward, his head held in his hands as he falls to his knees. His shoulder grows massively, ripping his shirt. Bane watches closer. The choker around his neck rips off as he grows fangs, and his body grows to match his arm's size. His skin turns greenish grey with red slashes.

 His skin turns greenish grey with red slashes

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