[centre][h2]Dietrich Konig - Aegis[/h2][/centre]

Pathetic

That was the only thing he could call all of… [i]this[/i]. The rep for class B had brought them all into this room so they could watch the announcement from the Pillars, just so he could rake them over the coals afterwards? Dietrich leaned back in his seat until it creaked, eyes pointed at the ceiling as he heard yet another person add their pointless opinion to this mess; another worry, another argument, another rallying cry, another optimistic sentiment.

Pathetic.

Bickering and fighting and whining and bickering some more. The old witch was right; they had been coddled for too long if this was how they reacted to Zeal’s death, to Enka’s betrayal. Too soft, despite the power they all had and he had to admit that some of them had a lot of power; even stronger than him, in some cases. It took more than just strength to make a hero however, he heard someone say and agreed with them; strength was needed, but it also took willpower and courage, it took arrogance and vanity, it took madness and selfishness. You had to be [i]more[/i] than everyone else. That was the only way you were going to change anything.

He closed his eyes, the ceiling replaced by darkness as he blocked out the light. Unfortunately he couldn’t close his ears as easily.

What was he willing to sacrifice? The answer was easy.

Nothing.

He wasn’t willing to sacrifice a damn thing; not one thing, not one person, not even a speck. All would be safe under his aegis and if any villain dared to try and challenge that, he’d be standing in their way and they would not move him, would not [i]break[/i] him no matter how hard they tried. When the dust fell they would the ones crushed beneath him and they wouldn’t get a single iota away from him. Heroes didn’t lose, they couldn’t afford to, so he wouldn’t.

Anyone willing to accept any other outcome wasn’t fit to be a hero.

Most of the people in this room probably weren’t fit; so few were in the end. Enka sure as hell wasn’t, damn traitor.

People were still talking, but it was one voice in particular that caught his interest. He opened his eyes ad turned his head to see the Fourth Pillar, Snake-Eyes herself standing in the corner of the room. A pro-hero, a real one, but more than that the person who wouldn’t training him and a few others for the foreseeable future; he’d earned that spot more through his connection to Keiji than anything else, so this was the first time they were meeting in person.

[color=ed1c24]“How the hell’d you get here so quickly? I thought that broadcast was live.”[/color]