Joined: 11 Feb 2008
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((A Rough draft of the bio.. Things will change.. All thanks to Rin.))
Talon was born to a poor family somewhere in the slums of Cairo. Living on the street, he learned early, to relay only on himself. There was no one to help him and no one to look after him. He was alone and the only way to survive was to find a gang strong enough to keep him out of trouble. That he did and soon he manage to rise in the ranks high enough to be let in into one of the bigger syndicates controlling the city. Of course he was nothing more then a expendable muscle for the syndicate, but he was still somehow proud of it. For the first time in his life Talon was able to look down on others. All those that looked down at him in the past would have to fear him now. And he made them fear him. He was brutal and never forgive anything. One wrong look, one wrong word and whoever got in his way would meet his fists and knife.
Life was good for Talon. He was the man. Girls, guns, money. It was all his, or so he thought since all he has ever seen was the very lowest levels of society.
But life changed and it was a woman who changed it for Talon. He took her as his, because he was drunk of all the power he thought he had on the street. But he miscalculated himself. He grabbed a girl already claimed by someone much higher up. A politician who didn´t bother to send someone to beat Talon up. It wasn´t enough in his eyes. He would do it with anyone else, simply call his syndicate friends and have all those getting in his way being disposed of, but Talon was different and would get different treatment.
The trial was fast and whatever Talon thought about brutality on the street, he wasn´t prepared to what he saw in prison. It was a nightmare for him. Finding himself on the lowest level again. Worse, the politicians power reached him even there, buying the wardens and the prisoners alike to keep him there ... beating him, abusing him and keeping him alive at the same time. He was supposed to live through all those 25 years he would have spend there.
But a chance to escape this presented itself to him soon.
Medical experimentation.
Nothing serious. Just new drugs. Some side effects maybe, but the doctors promised they would keep an eye on everything and that it was completely safe.
But it wasn´t. The doctors forced everything into him they could think of. Various chemicals, experimental drugs, modified DNA. No matter what their clients wanted to have tried out on a living organism, Talon was the one they used. Until they couldn´t since his body was all used up, contaminated and wouldn´t produce any results that would be usable.
After that, they threw him away. Not caring if he lives or dies, they disposed him together with a full load of the laboratories waste, dumping everything into what was left of a nearby lake.
But Talon crawled out of it. His body broken, his mind clouded and bitter after seeing hell. His hands grabbed the poisonous soil and he screamed out his anger and hatred towards the world. He got up on his feet and didn´t looked back
The other bodies, floating in the lake, the scientists in the laboratory, the wardens and prisoners, the politician and the girl, the syndicate members and those in the gang he started his career in. He hated them all the same. He hated everybody and everything. There was nothing of value for him in this world anymore. No feeling, no memory and no possessions. Only what he could carry with him. The rest could be gained or stolen. And he would take what he wanted without a second thought. Always traveling further without aim. Going forward and leaving dead bodies behind him. Why have they resisted him? Fought him? Why would someone too weak to defend their possession still fight for it? Such questions didn´t bothered him any more. All humanity was rotten and degenerated. All society gone and everybody was alone in the great deserts surrounding the corporate controlled enclaves and cities. In Talons mind only the strong would survive and his only driving force was the will to be one of them.
And there is one place that attracts people like Talon. The dangerous and hunted. The brutal and filled with hatred. Those who don't care what they earn their money with.
Midian City. |
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