An [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yO2yiVsiExI]old metal song[/url] blared through the speakers within the dive bar as a tank of man sat silent at the bar. His bloodshot eyes staring downward, the thoughts going through his mind of pure revenge. Two all too familiar faces that kept popping up even after all the years he had last seen them. The two bastards which had burnt him both literally and figuratively. He knew they were both still alive, ensured it. If anyone was going to end them it would be Max Branch. 

His fingers tapped along to the drums of the song, an almost unconscious motion. His helmet was off and in front of him. He breathed out of his own nose, the metallic taste he always tasted within his mouth. The bartender stood at the other end of the bar, a nervous eye upon Max as he sat in a terrifying silence. There were others in the bar, they all kept their distance from the metal jawed behemoth. All except one idiot drunk who just couldn't turn down a dare.

"H-hey man, ya want a drink. You loo-ok like you neeeeeed one. Or maybe a girl?" The drunk asked Max as he approached, the Ronin smelling the stench of alcohol on the man's breath. He was one of the locals, some hotshot trying to impress some floozy. If Max ignored him perha-

"Come on, bro, what's wrong, why-y so cranky?" The drunk pitched in, a stupid grin on his face as Max finally acknowledged his presence. Annoyance filled eyes glaring right at the one that approached him. No words spoken yet. He would give him another kind chance to get the message. 

"You [i]really[/i] need to get laid metal man, come onnnnn." The drunk said, not getting the message. Max slide off his seat, standing with a clang. The room went silent except for the music as the tank moved to face the man that awoke him. The giant's eyes fell upon the drunk's hands, both augmented. Pitiful. 

"Can you smile with that thi-" The drunk started to say before Max literally lifted him off the ground, raising him high enough to look the near seven foot armored giant right in the eyes. The drunk's friends stared at the scene, as did everyone else in the bar. 

"Back off." Max uttered, his voice metallic, tone robotic. His words with just the slightest hint of rage behind them. Then he released his grip on the idiot, the man landing on top of the bar, sliding right off on impact. As Max turned to sit back down he felt something bounce into him, trying to tackle him to the floor. It was the drunkard.

"What the fuck was that you freak?" The man slurred out as he tried to push Max over, the Ronin barely getting budged by the maneuver. That was enough, it was one thing to speak to him in such away, another for the fool to lay his filthy augmented fingers on his armor. Now Grizzly was angry. He grasped the drunk by the shoulder, then flung him backwards, into the wall behind. He hit the wall like a rock with a brutal smack, his body falling onto one of the booths. A few broken vertebrate at least, not enough for the angry behemoth.

"These fucking augmentations, you did not need them, you conformed to get them. Only because all of your friends got them. Pathetic." Max spoke out as the drunk wiggled, staring at him as he walked towards him again. One of the women within the bar almost shrieked as Max began to literally yank one of the drunk's augmented hands from the limb. Blood sprayed as the machinery came loose, the man howling in pain as he was now handless.

"I'm calling the fucking police!" The bartender shouted. Max didn't care, he was done here.  He flung the machine limb into the wall, it cracking on contact as it landed next to its owner. Grizzly then walked out of the bar with no more haste than he did entering it. He could hear the drunkard's friends going to help out the poor sap. Perhaps it would teach them all a lesson in manners.

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As Max exited the bar he screwed his helmet on. The HUD came online a split second later as it revealed a recent message. 

"Got a big job. Meet at the safehouse. - Mr. T."

Then the giant disappeared down an alleyway, as police sirens blared in the distance hopelessly.