WAR DOG: DOSSIER

[WarDog]

5 YEARS AGO...

To: NHC
From: Psychological Ops Center
Subject: William Scott Brown "WarDog"

William Scott Brown. Alias WarDog
Age: 25
Race: Caucasian
Blood type: AB+
IQ: 160
Weight: 190
Height: 6'1
Rank: Lieutenant First Class
Schooling: Westpoint Military College; scored top 12 percent in graduating class.
Specialization and Training: advanced forms of hand to hand combat (expert in jujitsu, hapkiedo and tang su do) covert warfare tactics, advanced flight maneuvering. squad flight leadership, advanced squad flight tactics.


This following report is confidential.
Special Operations Command, Psychological Operations Support Element, Naval High Command.
S.O.C.O.M. N.H.C P.O.S.E

Report compiled by: Edward James Hoffman, PHD. Nero Science. PHD. Metal Disorders.

Subject analysis results:
Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), Person has multiple personalities. Both personalities are classified, TYPE A. First is assertive, well mannered, and high adept to any situation given to him, but subject remains fully in control of all aspects cognitively, and emotionally. Note: when subject is placed under extreme physiological stressors, this is know to be the trigger of the the second personality.

William's second personality is very cynical, has an extremely high capacity for acts of violence. Subject exhibits the complete lack in the ability for following multiple directives. Note: Subject only is able to apply one directive at a time. During this time it is most advised to keep subject restrained or in a sleep. If subject escapes restrains do not attempt to apprehend unless qualified in martial arts. Note: Short-term social recognition memory deficit. Subject will does not have any recognition of the actions that he took during this time frame. Subject has no moral judgment.
Subject incapacitated three staff members and murdered five others in hand combat and before finally being restrained and injected with drug that induced a deep sleep. Upon awakening subject he had not recognition of any of the prior events.

Despite all of this William would be an excellent candidate for this operation. His exceptional training, combat record make him a prime choice. With a correct regiment of medication he should be able to undergo any operation without the threat of relaspe. If he by the rare chance he does relapse then his extreme capability for violent acts would benefit the operation in the longrun. I sign off completely, that William is suited for this operation.
After mention: William is on a strict regiment of anti psychotics, required to keep him from lapsing back into the second personality. Without medication William will be more prone to relapse within 12 days.



0200
NEW YORK SYSTEM....
Psychological Operations HQ...sector G5.

FC-Fleet Command
EAM-Emergancy Action Message
ERU-Emergancy Response Units
SCR-Scramble
LRSM-Long Range Ship Missle
AFCU-AntiFighter Control Unit
LRS-Long Range Sensors

1 year later....

Sonar to FC--Unknown IFF inbound 120 km
Contacts are still not squawking 80 km

FC--Attempt to establish contact again... 60 km

Sonar--Attempt failed..FC.

Sonar--FC-Contacts are attempting to jam comms and LRS!! 58km
---LRS---DOWN!! FC....We are BLIND!!
----COMMS are being jammed....were isolated from the whole system now...

5 seconds later....

Fleet Command --CODE BLACK! BATTLE STATIONS!

Sonar--FC we have succefully partially restored LRS....
"Ahh ****!!! Contacts are HOT!!! LRSM imbound- ETI- 20 seconds!!

FC--Emergancy ECCMS!
--ECCMS engaged...

Sonar--LRMS have taken the bait FC!

--Unknown Contacts are squaking FC!!--
This is WarDog...Yes....obviously I know I was used...so I have come for payback....that op was bull****!! I lost my whole squadron for what!!...You side yourself Command that we would have the required support!! BUT No backup was provided....No EVAC support...all our requests were denied, fell on deaf ears!! ... I came to realize that it was because we were expendable....I lost my family that day, for nothing but a tradelane! Your intel said no opposition was going to be present...light armaments recommended what a load of ****! The WHOLE GOD DAMN Gallica NAVY came down upon our unit like a hammer! The gunboats we were promised never came forth...the carrier unit that was supposed to be stationed in the Tau system year by.....fell back....****ing COWARDS!! That is honor you say....Liberty....shall pay...first with you....you will never see your families again....all 500 men, women will die....just like my family did!!

Sonar....IFF is now squaking were facing 12 civ bombers....and 8 hvy civ fighters...were outnumbered...12 to 1.

FC--SRM all Fighters....EAM!!
*Alarms blare in the small hanger with the capcity to fit barely six light fighters*
The pilots run to their ships....wondering what pirates they are going to have to run off this time...

Sonar--to FC-- Bombers are 12 k out! Arming Torpedos...
FC- Prepare flack salvos!
FIRE!!
120mm cannon fire sounds reverberate throughout the station echoing off the walls....salvo after salvo fired...unending...

Sonar....3 bombers down!!

This is Blue 1. Closing in on boogies....
*Blue 1 comms rest of Blue squadron...be careful these people are not a butch of pirates....they are something else.....comms out. *private comms between Blue 1 and Blue 2. Kathy you need to get the **** out of here...I don't think we can win this...your carring our future. No, I am not going to leave you Rick...were in this together to the end...Rick looks though into Kathy's cockpit...waves...then speaks...I love you...I am sorry I have to do this...it is for your own good. Rick does a quick barrel roll..swoops in behind Kathy...quickly targeting her fighters engines...and pulls the trigger....The plasma rounds blast the engine to bits, Kathy's fighter floats with emergency power devoted to life support....She screams..into the headset..with tears in her eyes..as Rick rolls away off...

William spots a pair of light liberty fighters...one with smoke plumbing from the engines it coasted silently through the void.. the latter executed a barrel roll to the starboard side of the down fighter...
William's eyes flash, with a twisted grin he flicks the stick down and to the starboard side...and rolls in behind slowly...this is too easy....

A few seconds later...William sets up behind Rick just as he rolls out from Kathy's stranded fighter..
Kathy screams out a warning in vain to Rick through the headset as she watching an incoming fighter set up behind her lover....Rick cranks his neck to to his 6 just in time to get a glace at his killer. Realizing his mistake that he caused his own death..memories of his life flashed before his mind's eye....childhood, teenage years, meeting Kathy....their unborn son...he cursed himself.......his last words were not to his wife..but instead why me...seconds laser fire rips through his ships light shielding then proliferates the hull and cockpit punching holes through out the ship leaking the precious oxygen...seconds later his ship imploded.

William whipped his fighter around and saw to his delight a young woman with terror mixed with hatered in her eyes at this unknown murder that ruined her life....William smiled a crooked grin of glee at the distressed woman in the disabled fighter.

William thought to himself...should I spare her...or not....I think I shall show pity....maybe she will die of lack of oxygen he thought to himself, he sneered at that thought. Breaking in a high speed loop to rejoin the attack on the station...

40 minutes later...

FC--to all posts abandon stations....were going down....
--people scrambled in an orderedly fashion toward the escape pods..only to find the escape passages blocked....
5 minutes later... a thunderous explosion ripped throughout the station.

1 hour later...
A liberty supply ship descends upon the remains of the station..only to find a wreckage of floating debris and bodies in a black void...one sole survivor....Kathy....and a small recording...stating...I am WarDog....I bring war!




FC--

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The End Times are here. Universal wars will erupt and traverse to every system. The once all powerful, omnipotent, and exceptionally tainted sovereign powers will crumble upon multiple worlds. Slowly world upon world will fall bring disease, death, and desolation. Ordered society will degenerate into anarchy with the rise of powerful corporations form the ashes taking the reins. Right now this is the End Times. There is no Light, only Darkness...no Hope, only Despair...no Tranquility, only War...Life, only Death...No Rest...These are the End Times...