In a galaxy filled with many different alien beings, most of which are all working towards the betterment of the galaxy, you can come across thousands of people who would be given the term hero. So many who give their lives for the good of the many each in their own unique way but what about the ones who don't?
The people who are considered underhand, bastards or evil for there are just as many if not more of them. Even amongst these there are even worse beings, one who would sell out their entire species if it meant they could have a chance at being something more. When the rest of the galaxy discovered humanity, they might have found more than they were ever expecting from one such individual.
There was a boy born in a prison on earth to a woman who was imprisoned for murdering her husband in a fit of rage when he tried to leave her for another, younger woman. She stabbed him an unknown number of times in his chest so that it resembled mince beef, when the authorities arrived at the location she was still in a mad rage and had to be subdued. When on trial for this act she showed signs that her mental state was deteriorating fast and when she was sentence to a life imprisonment it only served in tipping her over the edge.
When it was time for her to give birth on October 3rd, 2143 she spent her whole time in labour laughing and screaming to a point that the doctors involved considered putting her under sedation to put their minds at ease. When the child was born, the woman tried her hardest to kill him so much so that she did manage to kill the doctor and two nurses before a prison guard shot her through the head ending the pathetic life that she had left.
The child was sent to an orphanage on Earth to live a normal or close to normal life. During the first few years of his life he made no noise, he never cried, never screamed, and never babbled. As he grew up he showed that he wasn't going to be a normal child as he spent his time alone. When he did interact with other children it was only to cause them pain, he found sadistic joy in hurting others and when he was asked why he did it he would reply
"Because it's fun!" followed by a laugh that haunted the adults that would have to deal with him.
When he was 12 years old he ran away from that orphanage but not before he killed several other children in a game he thought would be good for a laugh. He stowed away on a ship heading for the colony of Shanix to get away from any repercussions for his demented game. When he arrived, he spent a few months living off the street by becoming an excellent pick pocket and thief to a point where a local gang of youths found him and forced him to join them. When they asked him his name he simple said "just some guy" so he was christened Guy by the gang.
While he stole for them he was also taught how to take care of himself by learning how to survive and how to fight. This arrangement worked very well for him and for 2 years he ran with them in order to continue learning what it took to be a survivor.
This all changed in 2157 when after the Human Systems Alliance came across the Turian Empire and the first contact war began. After the space battle that occurred in the Turian's territory, the planet was then occupied by the Turian's and placed under martial law. Instead of fearing for his life though, Guy found this new development to his liking as he was thrilled to learn that there were other species out there in the universe. His gang wanted to be part of the resistance that was fighting the occupation but Guy wanted to join the aliens because he was sick of humans now and found them boring. He then proceeded to kill all the members of his gang with a jagged blade he had stolen, he was silent and swift but still savoured every kill he made of his former friends. To him it was just another game but one he was intent on winning and thanks to his training he was a formidable combatant.
He presented the severed heads of his gang to two Turian occupiers who were patrolling his neighbourhood and asked if he could join them in space. They were shocked by this act and told him they would not tolerate his violent and disgusting behaviour so as they tried to arrest him he ran, hiding in a favourite hiding spot where he felt betrayed so decided he would show these aliens who was better.
While they were looking down the street he was hiding in, he readied himself for a fight. The two Turian's spread out as they searched for him and when they were far enough apart he strike. He was hidden in an air vent above the street and very slowly and quietly he dropped down to creep up on his first victim. He jumped on its back and before it could respond he pulled out his knife still coated with his gang members blood and slit its throat. It let out a gargling squawk which caught the attention on his partner who opened fire on Guy, unfortunately he used the Turian corpse as a bullet shield and grabbed the dropped gun. After the Turian had unloaded his gun's clip Guy shot up and fired his newly acquired Phaeston, he never let go of the trigger as the alleyway was filled with gunfire. Enough of the bullets found their mark and disarmed the other Turian, hitting him all down his right side but he was still alive crying out in pain.
"You barbaric shit! We should bomb your spices to dust!" he called out and Guy casually walked over to the wounded alien. When he was standing over it he fired his gun at each of its limbs in turn and once he had shot them all he did it again, all the time the Turian yelled in pain.
"Just finish it!" he shouted. Guy looked down at him in disappointment.
"You're not what I had in mind for my first alien encounter. At least my gang didn't ask for death, come show some more back bone" Then a wicked grin appeared across his face "Maybe you don't have one? Let me check!" He flipped the Turain over who was in so much pain he couldn't resist but begged for Guy to finish him with mercy to which Guy just ignored. He then pulled out his knife and sliced through the Turian's clothes and then into his back, opening it up to reveal its spine from pelvis to the base of its neck. Once again, the Turian screamed all the time Guy carved him open but began to fade when he reached the middle of its back.
"Ah so you do have one!" Guy sounded like a child discovering something new for the first time. "Do you want me to show you?" Before the Turain could say anything, else Guy grabbed its spine and yanked on it with only part of it coming away it his hand. The Turian made one last terrified scream and finally died from the torture as Guy showed him part of his own spine.
"See, so why don't you act more like a man? Hay I'm talking to you! Hay" only then did he realise his prey was dead. "Fucking hell. That was a massive let down. Oh well let's see what else I can do to pass the time till either these guys kill us or we kill them." He got up and left the corpses where they fell, still covered in the blood of his fellow gang members as well as the Turian soldiers.
For the rest of the occupation he killed who ever got in his way, whoever got on his bad side and anyone he just wanted to kill. By the time the occupation was lifted he had amassed a substantial body count of humans and Turians but now that the world was going to go back to the way it was, Guy lost all interest in staying. He had so much fun during that time he didn't want it to end so the first chance he got he made it off world in hopes of finding a new playground to spread his twisted sense of fun.
The war between the Humans and the Turians ended in a peace that was forced by the galaxies governing body, The Citadel Council and Guy saw that there were far more alien species out there that he could meet in hopes of finding something to give him a new purpose in life. His survival and combat skills he gained from the occupation coupled with his streetwise smarts and thieving nature he gained from his old gang made him a uniquely gifted individual. He went out into the stars to see what he could accomplish now.
His solo career in space was extremely short lived however as he found plenty of other aliens who all had his skills and more that put him to shame. To hone his skills, he decided to cut the competition down a bit so began hunting the other mercenaries and prove to everyone that he was no pushover. His first kill was a Batarian thug for hire on a space station and during this encounter Guy was shown how out of his league he was.
The alien spent several minutes beating the living shit out of him and only by luck Guy fell down a flight of stairs and accidentally took his attacker with him. When they reach the bottom, Guy landing on the Batarian and caused him to crack him skull open on the metal floor. As its blood and brain matter spilled from its head Guy stood up triumphant and began to laugh at his first victory, all the while still cover in his own blood from his battered and messed up face. This attracted the attention of a Krogan, the hulking mass of scales and muscle covered in scares was out raged at the fact that this kid had killed his hired help for a job involving an arms trade. In stark contrast to the alien, Guy was a small and weedy looking boy who would only weigh 20 pounds if he was soaking wet.
"What the fuck did you do?" it growled which made Guy take notice.
"I killed him that's what!" he said with pride in his voice.
"No shit, so what am I supposed to do now you killed the guy that was going to watch my back during my next job?" it waited for a response from the kid who was still wobbling on his feet as blood poured from the gashes in his face.
"How should I know?" Guy laugh and went to walk by the towering beast only for it to grab him by the neck with one hand and lift him off the ground, rather easily at that. Looking at his face the Krogan could hardly make out what it should really look like behind his injuries and his blood matted black hair.
"You better have some credits to pay for my new partner or you're going to have trouble breathing!" he said while slowly tightening its grip but Guy smiled, as best he could with a torn lip and a swollen cheek.
"Not got a penny to my name. Sucks to be you right now." He was so happy in his response that the Krogan could tell that he had no fear of him or the threat of death. Since there was no satisfaction to be had by this human's death he instead had another idea for him as a toothy grin spread across his face.
"Guess you'll have to take his place then. Either you do the job and I won't kill you as payment or you die and I don't lose out on any extra credits." Guy, still smiling replied
"Sounds good, so are you going to carry me all the way?" The Krogan let him drop to the floor with a thud and waited for guy to pick himself back up.
"Come on runt, you're not going to make me late as well as fuck up my profits."