《This program is mandatory viewing. All violators must pay a fine of 500 credits.

Welcome to the Eden Late Show!

With your host so loved and loved by all...

Bullfrog!

A hybrid frog comes out on stage waving, his face had a big smile, he was wearing a purple suit, reddish bowtie and white gloves. In his hand he carried a light-toned microphone.

The current face of Eden for a few years now, with a very happy and friendly personality, has always shown a smile in any circumstance. Everyone in Eden loved him. How not? He has a charming personality.

—Bienvenue, my beloved people of Eden to another edition of the Eden Late Show!

He greeted the camera smiling and the people applauded and shouted with excitement.》

He was someone that no one could certainly hate...

Except...

The terrorists.

Especially the terrorist named...

Ramon.

How can someone be so hypocritical in front of everyone!? He claims to want equality with hybrids and many other things, but he didn't make a single complaint against Red's words, that damn Niji, he wish red died, he doubts that anyone loves him.

He wondered as he watched it on the screen of a building. He was on a mission with the other ghosts.

He didn't want to be there but he had to; After all, he didn't want his head to be blown off like that fighter or the girl, what was her name? Oh yes...Jade.

The failure of the entire previous mission and the death of one of them were the fault of that guy, Dolph Laserhawk. Ramón believed. He resented the indifference he showed to all of this.

When he thought that the mission seemed to be going well, he suddenly noticed that the people wearing those glasses began to behave aggressively against the hybrids.

He did not expect to see so many hybrids being killed in front of him, it disgusted him. Although he knew that those people were being controlled, he could not help but raise his weapons to shoot them.

Then, he heard the warden talk about two towers that held the signal from the glasses, one on the roof and one in the drains. They would have to move quickly if they wanted to prevent more hybrids from dying.

They did it! It was somewhat difficult but they were able to sav- Suddenly several hybrids began to attack the humans out of anger, as revenge.

Then the Eden police fired, in front of him he saw how Pei'j died trying to protect the hybrids that were able to survive the attack. He had been stopped by a police officer but he didn't react, maybe he could have stopped that...

But things couldn't change. He heard the sound of a ship, looking up he saw how the warden took Laserhawk away, leaving him, he felt betrayed. But he didn't feel strong enough to do anything, the fight he had left him tired.

He was temporarily locked in a type of glass box, he would be publicly executed on the Eden Late Show.

He hit the glass angrily, this was all horrible...

Meanwhile... In a tall building, inside a luxurious apartment, a hybrid looked at the window, thoughtful. Tomorrow would be a day of retribution and a terrorist would be killed in the afternoon; it seemed sad, even unfair. But as much as he is the face of Eden he had no power over the council elections.

He sighed lightly, those from the council said that they would send their entire police force to destroy the remains of the moor, luckily Bullfrog convinced them not to do it since Eden would be left unprotected.

A call comes to the large wall-mounted television.

—Ready for tomorrow?

The frog sighs lightly when he hears the voice of one of the council leaders, and approaches the screen.

—Oui... I hope tomorrow is a good day

He spoke with false emotion.

—Well, we don't want anything to go wrong

The hybrid laughs lightly.

—Monsieur, quand est-ce que quelque chose ne va pas chez moi ? Everything will be fine...

—Clear. With you nothing has gone wrong, we count on you

The call ends, another begins.

—Something to report?

It was a male voice, the hybrid sits up.

—They were going to send the entire police force there, mais je les ai convaincus de ne pas le faire. Nothing is going to happen.

He spoke with a voice that seemed more relaxed.

—Thank you for that Bullfrog, that's why you are the best agent of the resistance.

—... I am the last of the brotherhood of assassins, I helped in the fight for the wasteland, I will always try to take care of mine

—Keep it up, by the way... There's something I have to ask you, we need the alien alive.

The hybrid heard that with surprise.

—I will try to save his life, ne vous inquiétez pas

The call ended.

—Merde...

The next day, early before the program, Bullfrog decided to visit that "terrorist" and brought his old assassin's suit, he hadn't worn it in a long time. He used it now because he needed to go incognito, he didn't want someone to ask him for an autograph or something halfway there. The guards at the door initially denied him entry but the frog with his charisma convinced them to let him in.

There was the alien, inside a large glass cube, with his back turned, looking angry.

—Hum... Bonjour monsieur...

He spoke to get the blonde's attention, who looked annoyed when he looked at him.

—Damn, the world hates me, what's Eden's bitch doing here? Are you coming to make fun of me?

He seemed defensive, the frog only smiled slightly and showed him two boxes of juice.

—Tropical or orange?

The alien appears confused by the question.

—Is this a fucking joke? What the fuck are you doing here?

—I only come to speak calmly, monsieur, I know it must be difficult to have to face a day like this, so... Tropical or orange?

Seeing the hybrid's calmness, he sighed with annoyance.

—Tropical

The frog handed him the juice box.

—So... What do you want to talk to me about? Don't tell me anything stupid about redemption or Eden being right, that's all bullshit bullshit.

The hybrid calmly places the straw in his juice and drinks a little.

—I know all that is a lie...

—So you spread all that fucking propaganda knowing it's all false?! I knew you were a fucking hypocri-

The frog raised his hand slightly, so he would understand to stop what he was saying.

—Really yes, I am a hypocrite but not with the people of Eden, but with those who run Eden... I have been part of the rebellion against Eden since before I was the face of Eden... Je suis un informateur infiltré

—What? If that's true, then why am I going to be executed in front of the cameras of your fucking show!?

—... I may be the face of Eden, mais... I don't control anything in the city...

—Sure, then I'll die anyway, great!

He spoke sarcastically, the hybrid smiles slightly.

—Actually I-

The door is open, that annoying Niji that everyone hated entered, red.

—Oh wow, I didn't expect to find Eden's face here, talking so friendly to that alien scum...

Ramon hits the glass, annoyed by those words. He hated always being looked down upon. Bullfrog keeps his smile on.

—Salut monsieur Red! I just...

He looks at Ramon and returns to Red.

—I was just curious about him and wanted to do a brief private interview...

He lied while smiling friendly. Although that niji used to be a speciesist he used to be nice only to that frog.

—Of course, you must have been curious about what it was like to live as something so horrible... Anyway, I only came to take the terrorist to the execution set.

The frog makes a slight face of displeasure at those words.

—I can accompany you, after all I am the host of the program

The hybrid and the alien walked behind the niji, Bullfrog gives something to Ramón, the blonde looks at him with confusion.

—De cette façon, vous pourrez vous évader pendant le programme...

The hybrid whispered lightly.

—What are you tow talking about?

—I just told him that it's better to think about his last words now, it's kind of hard to have to choose them after all.

The one in red believed him and continued walking.

Ramon seems surprised, he didn't think the frog would help him.

Of all the people who could help him in that situation...

Did it necessarily have to be Eden's face?

The most loved being by everyone?

Really, it was something fascinating, he thought that that kind personality was something fake in front of cameras, but...

He was wrong.