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H I S T O R Y
Grew up in one of those, whatya call 'em, rent-squats. Dad got old being an electrician for the city, Mum did her thing with the factory. I spent most of my time with TV or the ledge of the roof. Till I was in school, I'd just watch the world go by. The girl two doors over said it was weird and she'd tell her mom who'd tell my mum, so I beat two of her baby teeth out and stuffed her shoe in her mouth. I didn't tell anyone else what I did in my free time after that.
At school, I just breezed through. Read, write, whatever… Then they said they were looking for recruits to go through military school. Beat the hell out of Comprehensive History, so I signed up. That was when I started to feel alive.
I'd enjoyed gym and all, but four-square and jump rope weren't my thing. Plus, I always screwed myself up on picture day. Then, there was no picture day, there was no jump rope, it was just you and fucking yes, sir. Blood, sweat, tears, I will not back down because you think your dick's bigger, this is Life. Got my badges of honor (on and off the training grounds, you know how it is), graduated top twenty percent, smiled at Mum when my grad picture went up on the mantle and had my "first beer" with Dad.
Then it was a badge that said go and fuck their shit up because they're fucking with us.
I said yes.
It was a good five years of Squad Sergaent busting the shit out of lowlifes and dredges, making a difference, making my sector safe till some professional tough guys from a division called Novitas told me that promotions and more skull-thumping was in the works if I said yes again. I liked the sound of it so I did.
They gave me a cocktail that makes me a Goddess of fury when I need to be because we were sent after the toughest fucks of all- Turbinis Strain. We were told they were plague and every plague must be eradicated before it could hurt the people. So I bust heads. I'm on call all the time and given damn near whatever I want to do my job and do it RIGHT.
It's a good life. I get to stand on top of really tall buildings now.
Suzy can eat her fucking shoes.
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