Authorities (V TV Series) - Police Officer Mark

Police Officer Mark

(see article "Resistance" for more information on Mark)

Introduced in "V":The Final Battle Mark is a former police officer who help Julie and Mike with the failed raid of the Visitor's processing plant. He's the first to realize some firearms don't work on Visitors. during the raid of the reservoir Mark is wounded by a Visitor trooper and killed.

The V franchise
Series
  • V: The Original Miniseries
  • V: The Final Battle
  • V: The Series (Episodes)
  • V (reimagining) (Episodes)
Characters
  • Los Angeles Resistance Cell
  • Resistance
  • Visitors
  • Fifth Column
  • Authorities
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Spin-off media
Novels
Pinnacle Books
  • V
  • V: East Coast Crisis
  • V: The Pursuit of Diana
  • V: The Chicago Conversion
  • V: The Florida Project
  • V: Prisoners and Pawns
  • V: The Alien Swordmaster
  • V: The Crivit Experiment
  • V: The New England Resistance
  • V: Death Tide
  • V: The Texas Run
Tor Books
  • V: Path to Conquest
  • V: To Conquer the Throne
  • V: The Oregon Invasion
  • V: Below the Threshold
  • V: Symphony of Terror
  • V: The Second Generation
  • V: The Original Miniseries
Comics
  • V (DC Comics)
  • V (Go Nagai)
Games
  • V
Crew
  • Kenneth Johnson
  • Scott Peters

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