The Shadow of Sirius

[Crysis]

//OORP This is a backstory I wrote for my character, follows his life until present day in which ill keep updating the story.Aiming towards an SRP request.

Reiner Hetsau
The Shadow of Sirius


-796AS

Reiner Hetsau was found in a severely damaged black pod with distinctive silver markings defaced from the damage and impact found in a small crater on the outskirts of New London – Planet New London. A group of middleclass miners approached the impact zone to find the pod, which had missed their homes by a mere hundred yards or so, in a smoke filled crater surrounded by charred earth and ash with embers still flaying with the wind. They forced open the doors of the unusual crushed pod to discover a child, a mere infant of no more than a year of age. Accompanying the baby within the pod was a child’s ‘auto-feeder’ still full, and a solid rectangular slab of what seemed to be ordinary metal with four slits carved into it. The men stared into the pod in awe, a lot of the technology had been wrecked, the rest glowed red and faded out, some carvings they couldn’t make out. A man cradled the infant out of the pod and handed him to the arms of an elderly woman stood nearby. On removing the child along with the contents alongside him, a few shocks went off as the pod began to release a few potent electrical sparks on the inside and with a swift, thick, plume of smoke the interior was left a cauterized, unidentifiable mess. Everyone took a step back covering their faces. The old woman looked down, she noticed a pendant around his neck, a small green mineral, like a jade with a name engraved on it. She took it up between her fingers as she hushed the child;

“There, there… it’ll be alright, hush little one”

As she took the jade closer to her face in order to clearly see what was engraved on it, sirens appeared in the fog, the armed forces had arrived and before she knew it, they had snatched the baby out of her hands and the armed forces accompanied by the police had cordoned off the entire zone and taken control. The men who were still staring into the pod were shoved away and pushed back as a seizure took place from the unidentified aircraft entering Bretonian Airspace so close to the capital.

Reiner was transferred to a nearby hospital for a full health check which showed he was unharmed and in perfect condition despite his near death encounter in what must’ve been his first year of life, his blood identification however revealed a very odd DNA composition; Bretonian and BorderWorld DNA, which could possibly stem from a part Bretonian, part Outcast parent and well, a very rare stem, only observed a few times, it contained a stem only found on a wreckage of a deceased pilot from the Edge Worlds. There wasn’t much explanation to it, it was thought to be deep in his bloodline somewhere long lost, Reiner was taken into care at an Orphanage on Planet New London.

The young boy now living in Planet New London for a year or two had a knack for venturing off any chance he got, and it proved to be a very dangerous habit to develop in the dangerous abyss which is space. One afternoon Reiner ventured off out of sight from a carer when walking around town to buy groceries and commodities on the way to his carers’ weekend home, when he stumbled into a hangar, the dwarfed figure went unnoticed with amongst the loud sawing and clattering of the hangar as well as the gigantic figures which surrounded the child. Reiner clumsily climbed into a cargo pod on the side of a civilian transport train and glanced around walking and occasionally running in circles around a stack of light arms in the centre of the pod held down by chains. When his energy run out, down went Reiner, into a deep slumber, as a child does, with his thumb in his mouth, drooling as he lay spread at the back of the pod, his head resting on his little daypack and there he lay, in the awe of his dreams, free.

He opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, he was being dragged by two men in suits by his arms, his legs dragging across the dirt and occasionally lifting off the ground gawkily as they raised him with ease over an obstacles on the dirt track. One of the men smothered a cloth over Reiner’s nose and mouth knocking him out instantly as he inhaled the substance on it. The guards bound him at the hands and feet and lifted him into the back of a secondary, military freighter in which they transported him to Planet Honshu to a secure military institution out of sight or contact from any signs of civilization. Reiner awoke, he opened his eyes and rose in a panic, frantically screaming as he regained his eyesight, he began to cry, and then stopped suddenly. Odd for a young child of his age in such a situation to come to a sudden stop in an ordeal as such. He looked around, and other children lay on other beds in the room, around his age, some a little older, all in white bio suits. He looked in awe, he had never seen anything like this, in all honesty, he hadn’t really seen much, he lived a life of moving from home to home, not knowing where he came from, who he really was besides what was carved into his pendant and all he recalled owned was a solid metal slab with a few scratches on it, what was he? He was too young to question this at the time, but from that day on everything he remembers is pretty much routine, an educational, software based six hour session broken in three, three times a week, and physical and combat training session of six hours, four days a week. They were being built and ‘tailor-made’ but for what?


-808AS

Reiner had turned twelve years of age, what was known in the Shadow Guard Institution on Planet Honshu as the ‘Age of Trials’, it was the age in which the students were beginning to go through puberty and developing, both physically and mentally, for this reason, there was a test they all had to go through, all children within the age group. However this particular test was undertaken by all students aged twelve to sixteen. They entered the hall, boys and girls side by side, all from different corners of the Sirius sector, different ages, all dragged into the system with similar stories to Reiner’s, which knew himself at this stage as LD25(The letters identifying his dorm, and the numbers identifying his bed space). Abducted children at different ages, some sent here by their families when they were young and some abandoned at the gates to be taken in by poor families with no means of supporting a child. A handful to none of the children really knew their true names and identities, most had already fallen to the indoctrination washed out by routine methods, however Reiner remembered his, no one removed his pendant, he remembered what they called him when he was young at the orphanage, he did not forget the nap that cost him his freedom, the day it all took place. The children took their seats at their desk, a room now closed off on lockdown, masked guards surrounding every exit, the commander at the front giving the order to start. It was a logics test, with what is to be considered moderately complex software engineering tasks written down by hand, Reiner immediately got the hang of what lay before him and managed to break the situation down to simpler terms examining them at a much faster pace than his colleagues.

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The Shadow of Sirius - (Reiner Hetsau Background Story)