I can't divulge to you when or where I was born, or my true identity. Let's just say my parents were killed in a car accident while I was in my teens. So I changed my name after high school, and got some amazing people to sponsor my application to the Naval Academy at Annapolis. There I was determined to use every avenue possible to become a world-class anti-terrorist agent. Why? You don't need to know why. I didn't get along very well with the others at the Academy, so I was required to see one of the school shrinks. I never claimed to play well with others. Despite all that, I graduated top of my class and went on into Naval Intelligence. I spent a few years working on assignments I cannot discuss before jumping at an opening in the FBI. While at the FBI, I encountered a number of mercenaries, CIA Agents and others who gave me a phenomenal network of resources to move forward towards achieving my goal of being the world's top anti-terrorist agent.
Finally, the job I had been preparing for all my life opened - the BITA (Bureau of International Trauma Analysts) - the advisory committee to the United Nations Security Council - was looking for a North American Representative. I knew this was my chance to bring a proactive nature to a normally benign and reactionary entity...an entity with access to records worldwide -- with the authority to get data and collaboration from all the member countries of the United Nations. My anti-terrorist efforts would finally have the global backing I needed.
Of course, not everyone likes me. I still don't play well with others. But I don't care if they don't like me...if they are bad people, I don't want them to. They should fear me...because I'm coming to get them.
My boss, Dante Borsini - he's a good guy. He's in a bad place, though, because there are some other members of the BITA who are trying to shut down my activities, claiming the level of violence I employ is not appropriate representation of the peaceful nature of the United Nations. I guess I could ask the terrorist "pretty please" to put down the weapon, but somehow, I think just blowing his brains out and saving people's lives is probably more effective.
I help whoever comes to me - the NYPD, the Surete, Scotland Yard, MI-6, etc. Scumbags are everywhere, and I love putting them away. And I've volunteered for Unicef, and many other worthy causes, when I have the time. That's just because I can.
I have no time for a personal life, my life is fighting terrorism and injustice. A lot of men have come and gone...maybe someday I'll settle down, or I guess perhaps I should say maybe someday I'll hang around long enough to care. But for right now, I'm off again...there's a scumbag hiding somewhere in the Sudan, and I'm gonna go get him.
I have little patience for injustice, stupidity or cruelty. I believe we are all responsible for helping those around us. Some of us just do more because we can. MySpace Layouts @ HOT FreeLayouts.com MyHotComments
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