Steven Hiller was born in the Omicron Delta system, on Battleship Procurator in the year 792 A.S. He grew on Planet Toledo, and was born into the Hiller family by his mother, Rachel who met his father George while they were still in high school, and as they always said it was love on first sight. Even though their marriage didn't last long due to unfortunate and tragic events, all say that they were the true example of a caring and loving couple. Steven's father was a very well known and respected Commodore of the Order forces, who died in an tragic event in the Omicron Delta system the same day Steven was born. That event tagged Steven's father as a selfless being, who gave his life to defend those who served under him, and the life of his newly born son. From the day his father died, Steven had to deal with his life only with his mother on his side. She had to be a father and a mother figure in his life, what led to Steven being a very sensitive person, that cared dearly for those he loved, but hated those who wronged him or his mother in any way. In school he was always described as a smart, but rather clumsy young boy, who, for rather unknown reasons preferred in hiding his abilities from his peers, as well as his teachers. Because of his father's service in the Order forces, he was guaranteed a position in the Order, as long as he attended the Order officer's school, and restrained himself from retaining a police dossier. Being a caring child he was, never did he have any problems with school nor the law which led him to attend the Kleopatra Academy of the Order at the age of 15. There he remained for 4 years, gaining the education and the requirements to join the Top Gun Flight Academy at the age of 19. Quite an achievement as that academy was reserved for the best of the best, the most promising. And Steven, with his outstanding reflexes, street smarts, and logic was a perfect candidate, and the Order didn't let that talent go unnoticed. At the Academy he met his best friend, that he would have gave his life for. The first and only person he could trust besides his mother. The reason for that is quite simple, him not having a father had a quite strong impact on his mind and trusting people. The two were always together, never separated, and made the best flight team the Order has seen in quite some time. Both were granted their flight wings after the graduated and continued to fly together in the Order. His best, and only friend died in an unfortunate accident on a training mission on Toledo when Steven's vessel was disabled by unknown influences, and him and his Co-Pilot had to eject, but as they were doing that, his Co-Pilot, and best friend hit the glass of the vessel as he ejected, and failed to open the parachute. Steven never forgave the Order, nor himself, blaming both for the accident. He even went as far as accusing the Order of sabotage, but all charges were dismissed under the psychiatrist's advice, saying that Steven is suffering from depression, and the loss of his best friend. Steven's pain was unbearable, and he left the Order forces, to continue to search for his own path. As he was spending his time in sorrow, and pain for the death of his friend, he realized that this is the last thing him and his father would want for Steven. To lose hope, and to give away on his dreams. Therefore he returned to the Order, and under the watchful eyes of his superiors he once again gained a noted name in the Order, being known as one heck of a pilot as his wingmen described him.
He went back on academy and showed best results.They couldn't belive what return he had.After several years of being trained, his dream finally came true. Order agents gave him a chance to prove everything he learned so far.They took him for a patrol mission, which was his first flight in a space ship. He was soo upset, and somehow he knew that something will go wrong ... l-i-like the day when he lost his father .. from that day, he never ever heard a word from him again. But Steve will never forget the...
t-he-e p-pain ...
Steven spotted several red signals on his scanners and suggested to fall back.But the arrogancy brought them to the death.
From the middle of nowhere, Nomad battleship appeard up-ahead.It started shooting straight away, taking down all remaining Order ships.Somehow Steven managed to avoid the fire and he was trying to escape while others were taking down like flies without any chance to escape.
He remembered the trainings, which kept him alive.When he got away from the battleship, he took out remaining Nomad fighters who were after him.But his ship was badly damaged, and engines were malfunctioning.He couldnt take the control of his vessel. It leaded him right into the Black hole and Steven couldn't resist it. While entering the Black hole, he thought he's gonna die ...
t-t.ho-those significent lights were all oarround his ship ... he knew something isn't right, he knew something don't want him dead ... He felt happines ... h-h-e- ..
he indulged in.
Steven opened his eyes to loud thuds and cracks of thunder like noises.He found himself in the medical room on Battleship Isis.
[color=#FFFFFF]"Welcome back Agent Steven Hiller we thought we lost you.Your ship was floating without a control in the Minor space. We immediatly sent the rescue crew that beamed You up on Battleship Isis. You had many injures, but not serious ones.We're regret to inform You that you're the only one who survived.Others couldn't make it.Your ship will be repaired in few weeks, we strongly recommend You to take some rest untill that."
Steven was on edge, he had a overwhelming desire to get back into the cockpit of his fighter, but he would have to obey the doctors orders for a few weeks. He was nervous and still a bit shakey as he left the hospital, the thought of what he had just been through, and how he had survived it still made him tremble, he thought a good stiff drink at Toledos Bar would help him relax. He entered the bar and was immediatly congratutated by other Order Agents that were there, they patted him on the back and were full of questions of how he had managed to escape from what was an unescapable ordeal.
He managed to relax now and sat down at a table with some other agents, he relived his story to them, in a hope that this may save some lives of these young Agents the more he told this story the more he wanted to be flying again, he was nervous yes, but he was an Order Agent now, and a damm good one....
These 2 weeks layoff would pass soon enough and he would be back flying..
Steven Hiller was a proud Order Agent. He had come up through the ranks from flying fighters, then bombers. For a while he even flew a Hathor gunboat - but his proudest day was when he was commissioned his beloved Osiris and his hand picked his crew, picked from some of the best pilots he had flown with. After many years, Steven now was ready to fullfil his lifelong ambition.
It had been 3 cycles since Steven had been commissioned his Osiris. He had been on many raids now, in his beloved Osiris. He made a name for himself amongst the Order Agents, and he was always one of the first ships to be called upon, when the mission was thought to be dangerous. This day though would turn out to be very different.
One day, Steven recieved an SOS from what he thought was another Osiris in danger in Omicron Lost. He didnt have any time to wait for back up - so he raced to the co-ordinates of the SOS call. Jump protocalls were put into action, and he guided the ship into the JH. This was to be a big mistake.
Upon entering Lost, Steven was ambushed by a force of Keepers to overwhelming for him to defeat, To his surprise the Keepers did not try to destroy him instead they seemed to want to make him a prisoner and seemed to be more interested in the Osiris to be left intact. Steven put himself into a holding chamber inside his own Osiris, to protect himself from nomad infection. He activated an emergency beacon. The Osiris was without any power to cruise, just life support systems were running...
He waited ...
Steven opened his eyes , he was still in the Osiris but not in the Holding Chamber, he was in a Medical room, and a familiar face was looking down on him.
"Welcome back cpt.Steven Hiller we thought we lost you, the Order responded to your SOS, but your ship was nowhere to be found. 3 weeks later we picked up your beacon again. You were drifting in Omicron Delta, under attack from Nomads. You had killed many of them, but you and your ship were very badly damaged. Other Order agents finished off the Nomads and I boarded your ship. You were out on your feet and collapsed. We're heading back to Minor so you can recieve full medical treatment. Rest now, my friend."
1 Week later...
Steven was visited by the Order Medical staff. They had bad news...
"We are sorry to inform you cpt.Steven Hiller, but we think it best for you to take up a fighter position for a while. An Osiris is too stressfull for you to cope with at the moment. Rest up and await your assignmet to a Nephthys."
Steven took a week to come around to the idea of going back to a Fighter. He knew he was one of the Orders finest Fighter Pilots, but he had thought those days were behind him... until...until those Nomads showed up, until those damm Nomads with there strange technology aboard there stranger ships. He had a plan and he was going to destroy Nomad after Nomad , brain by brain he would take out his revenge on these "squids" as he refered to them.
The 1st week back in his Fighter , Steven had managed only to kill a handfull of Nomads, were his skills slipping? No, not at all. He out manouvered all order agents still in simulations quite easily, it was the Nomad tech he thought to himself.
''Thats how they out manouver me that Nomad Tech is the key, the key to me having an edge against them , I must learn more about this technology'' - He thought to himself.
Steven formed a group of 4 other agents and they headed to Iota. this time not to destroy Nomads, but rather to capture a whole ship. It was a long tediuos ambush, but it worked - and Steven had the Nomad Ship that he had been so curious to learn the secrets of.
A group of engineers were hired to study the tech, they dismantled it piece by piece, and with tedious labour and frustration they mounted this tech to Steven Hiller `s Nephthys.
Steven smiled as he borded the Nephthys for the 1st time with this new Tech, he had the edge he needed , the edge on his sworn enemy, an edge he would use wisely.
It was a beautiful sunny day in Minor.As usual Order authorities were on patrol.But no one even suspects what will exactly happen.
The most significent thing is to see the beauty of Delta.Those three suns makes it look like paradise, extending it's beautiful rays of the whole system.
The Order authorities have sent Battleship class ''Osiris'' to investigate the weirdness in Delta.As they were approaching the site, they had no idea what will manage them.
''O.C.V. Procurator calls the base of Order Primary Fleet command.'' After few seconds, they recieved the answer:''This is Order Primary Fleet command on-line.We conducted the data. Have you received? Did You check these readings?'' ''This is O.C.V. Procurator to the Order Primary Fleet command: "Our gravitational sensors are gone crazy, You should see this! It looks like an' lighting storm." ''Well You said that doesn't seems possible.'' ''Yes ma'am I understand that's why we sent it to You.''
-The first officer of Procurator quickly warned the captain who was in engineering room-
''Status report!'' ''We're still out of visual range'' - Crew responded.
-The captain sat anxiously on the bridge knowing that something bad will happen.He ordered to polarize the new screen so they could have better look- ''Holy God" - he quietly said.
Black hole started to open directly in front of them.From it something strange came out that they have not seen.It was a beautiful purple sight.
[It was a Nomad battleship who immeadiatly opened fire at 'em!]
''We have readings.It locked the weapons on us!'' - Commander said
The captain knew that they have only one choice.''All hands to the battle stations, this is not a drill I repeat we've been attacked by Nomad battleship, I repeat all weapons charge! Fire at will!''
Procurator immediatly fired back causing a lot of damage, but not enough to resist it.It disabled Procurator's engines and weapon systems.All what they had remaining was ''life-support'' system.They couldn't send SOS to Order Primary fleet command since the communication channels were fried.
''Damage report'' - Cpt. called the engineering room.
''Main system's offline, power on 38% percent, we can't hold much longer!'' - Chief responded.
Suddently, it stopped firing at Procurator and started sending weird signals which no-one expected.
Captain knew what he had left to do.He headed to hangar to leave in the space-shuttle accompained by the first officer.At the door captain turned and slowly patted the shoulder of him, by saying: ''From now on, You're the captain of this ship mister George.If I don't come back in 15 minutes, evacuate the crew.Thats an order'' When they opened docking bays so cpt. could leave Procurator, they honorably saluted him.But it all went wrong.They've spotted another weird signal from the creature.
'' 0458534.453/55[th'3]..(?)**..[the] ,'..;:-p'p-ain'' .'.' the (?pai)'(N) ... all humanS'l--k1l-L''',':- 4352.6230/3123\\;[\\ DIE "
They couldn't belive what they just saw ... captain's space-shuttle got blown up, and it started shooting at Procurator again.
George immediatly ordered the return of fire, putting all energy into weapon systems.But they couldn't resist it.He ordered evacuation immediatly.
'' Damn! The auto-pilot isn't working! '' - George said.
He knew what he gonna do ... there's no other choice.
He set the collision course to Nomad battleship in hope to stop it from engaging escape pods.But he will never forget that moment ... the h-h-appines ...
Best moment in his life ... the birth of his son!
'' Baby, we got the son! I'd love You here to see how much does he look like on You.Shuttle is leaving, where are You?! '' - Women voice appeard from one of the escape pods.
George could feel the pain and sadness in his wife's voice ... he was so sad knowing that he's not gonna see his son growing up.
''Sweetheart, listen to me ... I'm not gonna be there.This is the only way for You to survive.The pods wont make it if I dont fight them off!''
''Please don't do this to meeee... I can't do it without You !''
[font=Impact]-System failure-
''How are we gonna call him?''
''We can name him by Your father''
''Tiberius ? No, You gotta me kidding me that's the worste name. Let's call him by Your father.Let's call him Steven. '' - He smiled slowly.
''Alright ... let it be Steven.'' - She looked at Steven seeing the sadness and pain in his eyes.
George turned arround surrounded by flames.He felt the pain knowing that he has only seconds of his life left. He knew the purpose of being a captain is to feel the fear, facing it with certain death.In these situations, a captain ... cannot cheat death.He has to accept that fear, and maintain control of his crew and his vessel.
[font=Impact]-System failure, Impact! Ship collapsing-
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''Sweetheart can You hear me? I love You soo much ... i l-lo-love ......''(SIGNAL LOST)
<div align="right]All escape pods made it to safety and Nomad Battleship got destroyed.This is under investigation.
It was memorable sight for Rachel seeing her husband dying by crashing into Nomad creature in Procurator, an Order class ''Osiris'' battleship that was helpless and took heavy damage.
Extanding major clouds of dusts and gases, through the whole system.
She knew that George would put his life on the ''line'' just to protect his family with the last breath.
And now he proved that.He proved that he would do anything just to protect those he loved, and those he cared about.Rachel knew it was hard decision, but George didn't allow the fear to beat him.He didn't hesitate, and took the controll of the Battleship, crashing it into the Nomad creature, in hope to fight it off so his wife with newly born son could get away. It was so powerful and never seen before.
-But all is not lost, yet.
Rachel looked at Steven and smiled slowly.She still hasn't lost the desire to live.
As they were waiting for some-body to resque them, they've spotted multiplie contacts on long-range scanners.
T-t-ho-those beautiful blue lights were all over the place, approaching their position.Unable to read their transmitters, pilot of medical shuttle where Rachel was laying on the bed [with Steven] thought more Nomads were incoming.
In hope not to stress the crew, the pilot was trying to escape them, but invain. - Those were alot faster and approaching their site.
Seeing the pilot's face, Rachel knew something was going on, but he didn't want to tell her that he suspects more Nomads are approaching their position.
As the image was getting clear, and due to sensors malfunction, when they approached O.C.V. Khitomer[Medical Shuttle] they realized that they weren't Nomads but Order rescue team who was sent by the orders of Cincinatus Guard to rescue all remaining crew of the Procurator.
Finally, Rachel could sigh and relax.
''This is Order rescue team, we've cought You'r S.O.S and were immediatly sent by Order of Cincinatus. Our task is to take You back on Toledo.'' - The leader of the Order rescue team answered.
Due to radiation and fragments left of the Procurator that hit Khitomer, they couldn't answer them becouse communication system was fried.After several minutes Khitomer finally managed to establish communication with the Order rescue team.
''This is O.C.V. Khitommer.Good day fellow agents, we're soo glad to see You.Nice timing ha-ha.Our engines are damaged, it may take a while to get back in Minor. I dont know can we make it through the jump hole, but there's no other way.Shall we proceed ?
As they were approaching Minor Jump-Hole, everything was fine and systems were steady.Khitomer ran into it first.
''Woah! We made it! All system shows green. I can't describe feelings of being in the familiar space. Order rescue team, are You there, I repeat, we cant see You on our sensors. Please copy.'' - Khitomer replied on the other side.
''We're here and standing by, don't worry.Please follow our lead we will escort You out to Toledo'' - Order rescue team answered.
In return on Toledo, everybody supported Rachel with warm welcome and salutions in George's name.When they landed, citizens of Toledo couldn't wait to meet wife of one of the bravest mens that Order have ever seen.When the shuttle doors opened, Rachel step forward, her feet finally touching down on solid ground. Steven was smiling, feeling secure and safe as she embraced him in her hands, trying to protect him from all the evils this rugged world threw at him so far in his short little life
<div align="right]George was a captain for fifteen minutes and saved five hundrad lives including Steven and his Mother.Let's see can his son do it better.
The most misterious questions are: Who actually is Steven Hiller ? What is he fighting for ? What are his goals ? What was his childhood like, how did he grow, and what is his psyche like ?
-Steven Hiller had very pleasant childhood on Planet Toledo in the Minor system.Despite his lack, the loss of his father, his childhood was not so difficult as to be expected.Steven used to be a very sensitive person, that cared dearly for those he loved, but hated those who wronged him or his mother in any way.
He would not allow anything bad to happen to his family and those he loves.He had many friends to play with, and always used to enjoy his friends retelling interesting stories about missions they have been on and certainly had an effect on him.As growing up, and as his development, he became more and more proud of what his parents were, especially his father.He knew that he was guaranteed a position in the Order, as long as he attended the Order officer's school, and restrained himself from retaining a police dossier, becouse they hoped that he was just half a man that his father were.
He was a rather quiet and smart boy, but always somewhat clumsy.
''Every day more new obstacles would come, and it wouldn't be possible to move on untill you learn how to master the previous one.Life is very cruel, and it brings us much more and plenty of what we are not aware of what''. - This he thought to himself.
-One day, when Steven was playin' in the garden, he looked at the sky and asked himself: "How is it out there?" ... "How many mysterys are hidden out there ?"
He could feel the desire of flying a space ship through his veins.He wanted to become somebody who'se name will be remembered.Not becouse of a stupid reputation, but 'coz he lives for the Order.He lives to fight for those people who are threaten together with whole humanity by Nomads.
Steven always used to think like an' old man, even if he was just a kid.He was very clever and wise, others couldn't belive it how good results he had in the school.This kind of talent couldn't just be easilty unnoticed.
Some of school kids used to make fun out of him, 'coz he used to be very quiet person, and not talkable.He rather kept all arguments to himself, but he spoke only when teachers asked him to.
Many used to dislike him becouse he didn't have a father, but they couldn't understand his pain .. never.
Others were laughing at his clothes, even if he was very elegant.
But he knew that, explaining his feelings to the others would just be a waste of time.He felt sorry for those who would rather respect some-one by many stupidities, including money or even clothing.
He knew that it's all about what heart do people posses.That's what's the most precious.But nor everybody didn't laugh at him.
There was a girl who could understand him, and always be helpful in the case of many issues that haven't let Steven to move on.She helped him to understand that suffering for the death of his father would be last thing what he would want for Steven.
He always used to remember of the words that are spoken by very wise men: ''Sometimes there must be a smallest, tiny thing that gives people a hope, to push them and show them the way.Not letting them to give up, but to direct them in right direction, and help them to their goals come true.Never give up.Sometimes there might be many issues in our lives, but for each of 'em there must be any solution.No matter how many of 'em are t'ere.Just keep fighting, no matter of winning or losing''
<div align="right]Steven was aware of that, it is what gave him hope to move on.He always expected the worste, but hoped to the best.
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