As Mark's unconcious body lay on the ground, his mind was filled with many strong emotions. He could feel Beerker attempting to gain control. No... he thought. I can't. I don't want to lose them like I lost Kad and Tarkur. However, even as he tried to resist, Mark knew that his friends were in trouble. If he wouldn't be able to help them, he would fail, and more of his freinds would die. Mark took a deep breath... and gave in.
"I tried to do it the easy way. To play nice, to make peace with you." He suddenly said as he slowly got up. "But I guess you won't accept my good will." Mark looked toward Manpower, his eyes now Beserker's eyes. "Looks like we'll have to PLAY IT THE HARD WAY! As Mark said this, hs voice changed, becoming more monstrous. He transformed into Beserker, and lumbered towards Manpower, his weapon dragging on the floor behind him.