Prompt: Plants

Ren was working his way back to the war zone when his spectator spoke up.

"I have a bargain"

Ren stopped in his tracks, which seemed to indicate to the spectator to continue.

"You let me into control, and I'll help you get your friends back."

"Why would I trust you?" Ren said aloud.

"We both know how to kill the other. This will end in an infinite cycle. You might as well accept my offer"

Ren thought for a second. It was true, and he could tell neither of them would win that fight. Maybe it was the flickering hope that the evil entity would keep his bargain and help him save his friends, or maybe he was just sick of this never ending circle of death, but he accepted.

"Good."

Then Ren died.

-=+=-

The spectator woke up. He didn't really have a name, just a purpose. But that purpose suddenly seemed to not be in his best interest. Living seemed much better than not being alive. Trucing with the owner of the body, 'Rendog', on the other hand, seemed like a better idea.

"So, how are you going to save my friends?" Ren asked curiously.

"Simple. I know all the plans, I just need to stop them."

As he went past the spot Ren died, he picked up the items Ren had packed earlier. They could be helpful. The spectator headed towards the bunker, ready to intercept the feeding. All he had to do was not give in to the void telling him to go along with the plan. Easy enough.