Major Watts looked at me. "Do you honestly believe that?" he asked. I looked him right in the eyes. "Yes. What the fuck do you think today was. We destroyed both of the big Conqueror faction clans here. Now the transmission hubs are going to be under your watch. As long as you don't piss off the Advocate faction clans, nothing bad will happen unless clans from the north or south try to invade. We will all be there to stomp them down the second they try it. Take the win. Be a hero. Don't ruin it by being a petty asshole here." I stressed. He looked at the cyborgs. Dawg approached and said "Sir, permission to speak?" He was the one with the most respect for the soldiers that occupied them. He was born with them already there. Major Watts nodded his head. "Private Jones and Staff Sergeant Mitchell are my friends. We play all the time and work around the settlement. I don't want to fight them sir. Please leave our settlement." he said urgently. He then looked at Nicoletta. "What do you think!?" he asked her. She sighed and said "Let's not risk our men for no reason now. They will behave."
Nicoletta put the interest of her men over her personal bloodlust. It was something that I could deeply respect. Major Watts respected her opinion as well. Still, this was a course of action that he did not want to do. "Fine. We will withdraw from the settlement after all. Tell the men to pack everything that isn't bolted down." he told her. That was that. Void Clan were Advocates. They were not going to kill humans that were not doing anything wrong. They released Major Watts and allowed him to leave the infirmary. Nicoletta and Major Watts spread the word and they got to work. Just as they said, they took everything that was not bolted down. During this time, Dawg was given to us. All the members of the clan wanted him gone. Dawg was too loyal to the military. He was also a deviant. The cyborgs were made by their Progenitors. When they were owned by humans, they submitted to the whims of the humans that owned them. That era was long gone. Now any modifications were seen as undesirable. It was Dawg's tattoo. Staff Sergeant Mitchell had the same tattoo on their opposite arm.
Dawg took his skin tone and tattoo from Staff Sergeant Mitchell. He took his blue eye color, ears and hairstyle from Private Jones. He did not want to get rid of them. His clan pressured him, but his human companions would all back him up. They were mostly robophobic, so Dawg identifying more with them was a plus in their books. He liked being with his soldier friends more than playing with 13-001 and 13-002. Since they did not want him, we decided to take him for ourselves. He could teleport. It was our gain. Dawg would be our ambassador. The Void Clan seemed to be fine with that. It would give them the excuse to make another AEP unit. This time, they now would be able to fully influence its personality from the very beginning. Dawg had to say goodbye to Private Jones and Staff Sergeant Mitchell. He was sad this was happening. Private Jones said "Don't worry Dawg. We'll always be your friends." Staff Sergeant Mitchell ruffled his hair and said "We know how to get in touch. If we ever need a third for drinks, you can come join us from wherever you are." That was true.
