We are the Resistance.

The ceremony started shortly after Sam and his cohort arrived. After everyone took their seats, General Nathaniel Carter took the stage preparing to deliver the opening speech. He wasn't particularly thrilled with how things were proceeding; once the first part of the ceremony was over, his time as the head of the Resistance council would be over.

There was nothing he could do about it, unfortunately. As much as he hated it, the truth was that normal humans like him had no place in the new age they had long since entered. It should've been obvious from the start; an enemy from a world different than theirs appeared out of nowhere and erased billions of people, and those lucky enough to survive could only cower in fear and wait for when their turn arrived.

'The Resistance, huh?' He thought to himself as he looked over the spectators. 'What a joke. In the end we were nothing without those damned robots...'