Colonel James Miah was on the first mission of the X-COM project. The mission, where alien life was first spotted and three soldiers died. James was the only survivor. His class was Support and he stayed back with medkits and smoke grenades while his other team ran on ahead. As the project continued, James became known as The Survivor thanks to his unique ability to survive wounds that would normally kill a hardened soldier.
James's family was one of the first to be taken or killed. His wife was butchered in her home and his little girl was taken. James found her while raiding the Alien Base. During the mission, after a particularly nasty fight, James and his team were sweeping for hostiles. James saw a tank but his fatherly instincts were going mad. He stepped closer and peered into it. The mangled face of his daughter peered back. James' gun fell from numb fingers. The team with James did their best to help him but they ultimately just called the Skyranger to take James for psychiatric help. Instead, James took his gun off the floor and ran ahead of the team, despite their shouting.
The team of five followed James and they saw carnage. Sectoid bodies were tossed and half-melted, a Cyberdisc and it's Drones were in a mangled mess down the hall, Muton's and a Muton Berserker were tossed against a wall with inhumane strength and the Muton Berserker's claw was stuck in it's face.
James himself was beating the Sectoid Commander within an inch of it's life. Any Psionic powers it attempted failed when James punched it's brain and it's weapon was ripped from it's hands at the start of the fight. The team of five managed to get James off the Commander as they Arc Projected it and took it in for study. James was ordered for psychiatric help. After a few days of tests and questions, James was cleared for duty.
After the autoposy of the Sectoid Commander, James was called down to the new 'Psionic Labs'. He was tested and, after a few days in the machine, was found to have Psionic Powers. He, along with another Psionic, taught each other their powers and how to best use them.
Now, Colonel James Miah was standing in front of The Device in the Alien Mothership. He had pushed his team of three, two had died along the way, out the room. James, with his Plasma Rifle on his back, Plasma Pistol strapped to his thigh and his Psy Suit strapped on, was walking up to the Device. He raised his hands around the Psi Orb and focused his powers, forcing the ship to travel up. Eventually, as the ship rose into space, James saw a flash of his mangled daughter and knew that this was his revenge.
The ship imploded on itself.
James got his revenge, but his story is not over...
James woke in a strange station. His surroundings were covered in thick-looking metal plating. He got onto his feet and raised two fingers to his temple, checking for life signs around him. Tens of life forms were in a building near him but they weren't human. He growled quietly and retrieved his Plasma Rifle from his back and crouched low. He leant against the wall. He leant slightly to the right and looked inside the building. Two aliens he'd never seen with four eyes and particularly ugly faces were chatting. He looked around the room and saw nothing so he looked at the window and saw a rusty latch on the bottom. He turned it, cringing when it squeaked, and crept in the window. He took out his Plasma Knife, custom-made for him. He activated it. One of the ugly aliens, speaking in a tongue he didn't understand, was right above him.
James popped up and covered one alien's mouth and shot the other. The alien's mouth he had covered, he stabbed with his Plasma Knife. The searing tempreture cauterized the wound, stopping any blood from falling. James placed the body down. He snuck over to a door and stood next to it and listened. Two aliens were conversing, both sounded business-like. He readied his Pistol and tapped the holographic button. The door opened and James stepped in silently. He saw what looked like a weapons deal. He saw another four-eyed alien, a girls looking one and two Muton looking aliens. He judged about how much it would take to kill them and took out an Alien Grenade from his belt of three. He held it a couple seconds, then tossed it. The five aliens looked at the grenade dumbly before it blew.
The smoke faded and James got out from his cover. He looked over the destruction. The bird-like alien was still alive, though barely. James walked up to him and slapped the hand down that was raised pathetically. He knelt down and put two fingers on the alien's brain before utilizing his Psionic Powers and sucking out memories and information.
Five minutes later, James let go of the dying alien and stepped back. He raised his Plasma Pistol and killed the Alien. He took the Turian's Omni-tool and utilized it's knowledge on the translator before fleeing the scene, using his new knowledge leeched from the Turian.
30 minutes later...
James had acquired himself an apartment, though it was rather rundown and damp. James was currently sifting through the information taken forcefully from the Turian and was pleased to at least know where he was. But it still left the question on how he got here. A knock was heard on his door.
"Human. I know you're in there." A Batarian's voice stated. "Aria wants to talk to you over in Afterlife. Get moving." Footsteps walking away from him told James that the Batarian had left. He tried to calm himself.
'These aren't the Aliens trying to kill Humanity. You can try diplomacy.' James thought. He sighed and used the Turian's knowledge to make his way to Afterlife.
In Afterlife...
James had to stop his Psionic Powers from creating a Rift powerful enough to tear the station apart. Him being surrounded by Alien's in a bar was only asking for trouble. He was walking towards Aria T'loak when a Batarian stopped him. He had to stop himself from pulling out his Plasma Pistol and melting his face. The Batarian ran his Omni-tool over him.
"I was told you wanted to see me." James stated over the loud music.
"He's clear." The Batarian stepped out of James' way.
"Yes I did. I saw you on the cameras and you have me curious." Aria motioned for James' to sit. James glared at her but compiled.
"If you expect a explanation of my powers, I'd be happy to rip you in half with them." James growled. This Aria T'loak was already grating on his nerves.
"I don't take lightly to threats." Aria narrowed her eyes at him.
"I wasn't threatening. I was making a statement." James smirked at her. Aria laughed.
"You've got balls. I can tell that you and me are going to get along just fine." Aria smiled at James. James' hand discreetly moved toward his Plasma Pistol. "I've for a job that needs doing. You do it and I'll set you up with an actual apartment instead of the run-down place you reside in."
"What is it?" James asked.
"An old associate of mine decided that it was a good idea to try to overthrow me. For a few days, he's been gathering troops to fight me. I'd send a few men after him but he hasn't broken Omega one rule. Yet." Aria explained.
"So you need me to kill some stupid fucker? Easy enough. Send his location to my Omni-tool." James stated then stood and left without waiting for a reply. A sigh was heard and his Omni-tool pinged.
