Fear the Reaper
It is the year 2615, Evan Kythonia was an average working terran born in the desert world of Mar Sara at the year of 2600. His parents were killed by a zerg invasion when he was but 5 years old, he was never the same...
at the age of 11, Evan was admitted to the Dominion psychiatric ward in Mar Sara after the invasion. His mind wasn't right, he had hallucinations, would lash in anger frequently causing damage to the people and things around him, in his cell he would say "mommy... daddy where are you?" every day, and lastly committed murder at the age of 12.
In the present, Evan is 16 years and is still deranged. He was submitted to the Reaper training facility... the lowest and most dangerous type of infantry to be trained in terran history.
It was more of a prison than a training facility. People would kill each other for food and other important stuff to them, it was survival of the fittest except there was only one fit one that could kill any1 with ease and no hesitation.
That one fittest was Evan, youngest in the training facility he would beat people to death with an empty P-45 handgun, he tried to find creative, slow and painful ways to kill anyone who went up against him, and lastly he was the finest and most excellent reaper that came out of the academy alive.
Braxus, a cold and barren planet but has the most valued and useful resources in the sector. Evan was sent on a Search and Destroy mission for any protoss settlements blocking the Dominion from this gold mine on this frozen hell hole.
Evan was sent out solo this time from his squad to search for any on his own. As he is soaring through the blizzard his comm comes to life with the voice of Sgt. Johnson saying "You found any cock-sucker?" Evan replies with an angered tone "No sir, haven't found any sign of the Protoss so far." Johnson replies "Well keep looking puss-dick! There's bound to be a god-damn Protoss base having a grand old time with the minerals we should be having."
"Y-yes sir, I won't fail you." Evan said in shame to the general and closed off his comm and went on with the patrol. About an hour in this brutal blizzard, Evan sees a bright light. It is as bright as heaven itself so Evan flies as fast as he can to the light.
When he reaches the light what he sees is not heaven, far from it. What he sees is the glow of a protoss Nexus, unguarded. Evan opens his comm and tells the sergeant and says "Sir, I found a protoss settlement." "What are you waiting a fekking cookie? Do what you are trained to do. Kill those telepathic dick-suckers." Evan replies with some hesitation saying "Sir, they are unshielded and have little defense, they just seem to be a colony, what should I do?"
"What the fuck you want me to tell you more? Say hello and ask for a cup of sugar ya fuck-nugget? Kill them all!" Evan replies "Y-Yes sir..." Sarrano replies with satisfaction "Good boy I know you'll learn one day so I would expect you to report back to the barracks in an hour after u kill those alien bastards." Evan replies "Yea, I'll see you there sir."