Kidd,
Human,
14 years ago
"Sir, here is some armor. Don't want a prestigious officer, like yourself, getting killed." spoke a guard as he handed Junior the standard CMC combat armor.
Donning on the suit and checking the M41A1 Pulse Rifle he was given, Kidd is now ready for combat. Suddenly, screams fill the hallways and the sound of melee combat is too distinct to be an ordinary rebel attack. "Huh... Sir, I don't know what is going on, but something like this never happened before. You think we are under attack?" Junior gives the guard a smirk and simply replies, "By my 'friends,' yes."
Unsure by what the First Lieutenant has said, the soldier soon follows him out into the eerie red hallway.
The halls have gone silent, besides the rapid approaching and fleeing foot steps of soldiers and civillians, scrambling about. In no position to restore order, Kidd has to do the one thing he was bred for, fight.
Kidd makes his way down the hallway, only to have the annoying guard break the long silence, "That's strange... This door suppose to be locked. Why is it unlocked? You don't think it could be that when the power went out, all the locks have become, disabled, do you?" Having about enough from the guard, Junior quickly turns to grab the soldier aggressively only to stop moments later. If the guard's statement is true, then the hybrid he was watching must be roaming freely in the complex. Now, this is the time to show is worth against a hybrid. "Son... You stay here and try to evacuate as many people as possible. I have some hunting to do. Understood? Now go!" The guard listens to the officer, and both individuals gone their seperate ways.
Now alone, treking slowly down the corridor, Junior seeks for the one only target he knows of. If there are moree, he is bound to run across them too. A man with a deathwish and a soldier for the cause, he is going to end this little uprising of experiments.