Boss enters his boxing ring.

On one side of the ring we have Boss, wearing a hydraulic powersuit, a secret research project for the military. A frail fat old man with brain cancer, Boss is a long time fan of fisticuffs, and practices every day. His powersuit lets him disintegrate a man's head with a single blow.

On the other side of the ring are the Rebel Leaders, prepared to fight Boss toe-to-toe for the freedom of the planet. The ranks include an old religious woman, a child holding a handwritten letter to their president, a worker in poverty with mutations from exposure to toxic materials, and many others.

Boss: "Bring it, you clowns!"

First up is the mutated worker who never got compensation for their mutation.

They are the sole surviving member of a mutated family.

Deformed Worker Without Medical Compensation: "I have been through everything you can throw at me already."

Boss and Without Medical raise their fists, and the bell sounds!

The fists fly. Diseases are shared. Powerlines are bitten.

The dust settles and Boss is laying on the floor, hydraulic fluid and blood leaking everywhere. A robot judge raises the arm of Deformed Worker Without Medical Compensation: "We have a winner!"

Experimentees and workers rush to Boss to try to contain the blood and get his lungs pumping again, and restimulate neural activity in his brain. Some of them glance at the Rebel Leaders, wondering who these cool-looking people are.

End of Round 1