*Mason returns to the gates, two Empire guards stopping him*

Guard One: HEY HEY, slow down there, bud. 

Guard Two: Hold up, thats the guy they sent out for the fuel, let him in.

Guard One: Oh, that guy. One second man, I'll get the gate.

*The large, titanium gate slowly raised from the ground, giving just enough space for the F175 to fit through*

Mason: Thanks guys, appreciate it. *He drives inside, once he reaches the courtyard, he is stopped by the leader himself*

Charles: Hey, buddy. I'm gonna need you to come with me.

Mason: *Confused, but obedient* O-okay, sir. Will do.

*Charles has a few armed guards escort him and Mason to his office, leading him to his desk where he sits down* Come on, kid. Take a seat, right here. 

Mason: *Mason sits down, confused* What is it sir?

Charles: Well...so what happened to the rest of the group you were in?

Mason: Well, you see...they encountered another person, they looked like the kid. They didn't even attempt to shoot, I was outnumbered so in turn I drove away, but only after getting the gas.

Charles: Well, i've come to a decision...Due to your immense knowledge of the group, and your previous help to our company, we've decided to officially recruit you into the Empire, but also..a promotion to squad leader.

Mason: *Looks surprised and shocked* O-oh, I don't know what to say.

Charles: Don't say anything, just get ready. We're going to teach them a lesson for trying to abandon us.