Smokin' with Logan

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[font=Palatino Linotype]Biography

[color=#FFFFFF]Logan Willows, which was not his real surname, was given to him by Sarah Willows who during that time served the Liberty Navy at the rank of Lieutenant. Prior to Sarah's orphanage, Logan had spent most of his time in the slums of Hudson. Having lost his mother at birth and his father killed by a criminal gang at the age of twelve, he resorted to thievery in order to survive. Logan along with several other underage criminals were captured by the local police enforcement at the age of thirteen. Being parentless, he was quickly sent to Hartford Care Taking Center, during the same year he was introduced to Sarah Willows.

Sarah Willows had since that time raised Logan as his own son. The strong affection which she had for Logan provided him with a new meaning to life and as a result of that he was persuaded at the age of seventeen to enlist himself to West Point Academy Flight School. There Logan was recognized for what seemed to be natural flight talent and was swiftly transported to the Fighter-class training. The following years Logan improved with a rapid pace and at the age of nineteen graduated as the best fighter pilot of his class.

Three months later Logan decided to apply for the Liberty Navy in hope to redeem his illegal past and reach for a brighter future. However, it seemed as the longer Logan served in the Navy, more of his younger rebellious attitude returned. Showing continuously disrespect towards Admiral Hale himself as well as several other key-members of the Navy such as Vice Admiral MacTavish and Commodore Robinson, he was known for being a "pestering annoying little prick." But in the end, he got the job done. Perhaps that was always the reason why Admiral Hale never decided to boot him out, one thing was for certain though, it wasn't for his personality.

During Logan's later years flying for the blue-colored justice bringers known as the Liberty Navy, he decided to write a dairy, just for the heck of it. Well... you couldn't really call it a diary, more like a personal log that reflected his persona in its truest form.