Well, I guess I've opened up a bit more... my name is Roland. Roland Johnson. Sorry that i'm a bit paranoid of my identity.... since i left the Navy, I've been an enemy of the state, wanted for evading arrest, numerous accusations of murder, theft, and betrayal of the high government.
One faithful day, I was sent to an unknown base under construction, supposedly for reconnassaice. When i got there, a swarm of Liberty Navy Guardians surrounded me. It was quiet. I assumed they were to join me in the recon, but then they started firing upon my ship....
I tried to run, but the barrage of CDs stopped me from proceeding. My mind went crazy. Was i to die? Why were they turning against me?
But suddenly a pack of Xenos in Eagles came and fought of the horde of betrayal. They saved my life, and i owed it to them.
Over the comms, they began to talk to me, persuade me into joining them. But still, I had questions.
Why did my own kind want me dead? What if the Xenos didn't come.
I owed my life to them, so I had no other choice but to become a part of them. I wanted to. Confused and betrayed, i wanted to get back at Liberty, no matter what the reason.