Name: William Irvine Northrup
Age: 17 or so
Base of Operations: New England areas
Relationship Status: Single
Body type: Lithe
Hair Color: Black (when not in suit)
Skin Color: Tan (when not in suit)
Eye Color: Brown (when not in suit)
Character SheetAbilities: 64
Strength 6 (8*)
Stamina 4 (6*)
Presence 1Advantages: 3Evasion 2
, Extraordinary Effort, Interpose
, Luck, Power Attack, Ultimate Effort: Toughness
, Withstand DamageSkills: 12
Acrobatics 2 (+6)
Athletics 2 (+10)
Close Combat: Infiltrator Weaponry 2 (+12)
Perception 8 (+10)
Ranged Combat: Infiltrator Weaponry 10 (+13)
Stealth (+4)Powers: 68Activate Khaji Da!: Feature 1
(Notes: Quick Change to/from armor)
Infiltrator Versatility: Variable 1 [extras: Action 2 (Free)]
. . BP: Arm Blades: Strength-based Damage 2 [extras: Multiattack (8 extra; 10 ranks), Penetrating 5; feats: Variable Descriptor(Pierce/Slash/Bludgeon)] and Elongation 1
. . AP: Blast Cannon: Damage 9 [extras: Increased Range (Ranged); feats: Improved Critical 1]
. . AP: Shield
. . . . Defense Effect Impervious (Toughness) 17
. . . . Enhanced Trait: Enhanced Trait -1 (Traits: Toughness +5, Dodge -5, Parry -5, Advantages: Evasion 2, Interpose, Ultimate Effort: Toughness, Withstand Damage)
. . . . Feature 1 (Doubles as Cover to protect against Area of Effect types of Damage and similar descriptors when utilizing the Interpose maneuver)
. . BP: Energy Disruptor: Nullify 10 (Counters: Energy effects) [extras: Broad, Randomize; flaws: Reduced Range (Close); feats: Precise, Reach (melee) 5]
. . AP: Flight Booster: Flight 8 (Stacks with: Scarab's Wings: Flight 5)
. . AP: Khaji Da
. . . . Enhanced Trait: Enhanced Trait 3 (Traits: Insight +4 (+6), Advantages: Assessment)
. . . . Senses: Senses 13 (Analytical: Hearing, Analytical: Sight, Counters Concealment: Invisibility, Counters Illusion: Visual, Danger Sense: Visual, Darkvision, Radio, Radius (Type): Visual, Tracking: Sight 1: -1 speed rank)
. . AP: Technomorphic Enhancement: Variable 2 [extras: Action 2(Free); flaws: Limited to Technological abilities; Stacks with: Infiltrator Versatility]
Scarab's Carapace: Protection 6 [drawbacks: Noticeable (carapace covers Scarab)]
Scarab's Wings: Flight 5 (Speed: 60 miles/hour, 900 feet/round)
Voice of Khaji Da: Feature 3 (Notes: AI, Database, 'Speaks' telepathically)
Symbiotic Host Physiological Enhancement
. . Enhanced Abilities 4
(Strength +2, Stamina +2)
. . Power-Lifting 1Defense: 18
Fortitude 10 (12*)
Toughness 10 (12*)
Arm Blades: +12 Close Damage 10 (DC 25)
Blast Cannon: +13 Ranged Damage 10 (DC 24)
Energy Disruptor: +10 Nullify Energy 10
Grab, +10 (DC Spec 16)
Throw, +3 (DC 21)
Unarmed, +10 (DC 21)Abilities 64 + Powers 68 + Advantages 3 + Skills 12 + Defenses 18 = 165
*After "Symbiotic Host Physiological Enhancement"Complications:Motivations: Doing Good
Willy was raised to be a good kid. He has a strong sense of justice and the determination to do the right thing. It may be what causes him to stand out and be picked on at school, because he stays true to the cause of good in an age where youngsters play with violence for fun. Nevertheless, with the Reach Infiltrator suit, Willy knows that he has to do the right thing. It's as one of his favorite comic books said, "With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility".Quirk: Crazy AI
Khaji Da, the Scarab AI, is a tad bit homicidal and belligerent. It prefers to solve problems with violence, and will continue to make suggestions that don't take the lives of any but WIlly's into consideration. It is also quick to anger and to suggest blasting anybody who comes off as even slightly hostile. This leads to problems when Khaji Da tries to activate weapons when Willy hasn't fully suited up. Of course, with Willy the only one able to hear the AI, people think that Willy is the crazy one for yelling at himself all the time.Relationships: Family & Daniell
e Willy is very caring for his family. He tries not to make himself known when he helps people to protect them, and to protect Danielle, a girl he once loved. Willy still has feelings for Danielle, but when they broke up over 'trust issues', he moved on. He is still protective of her, for she has helped him through tough times in his life.Secret: Not A Test Subject
It is a well kept secret that Willy was not one of the Earth's test subjects. Very few scientists were informed about this irregularity, and Willy has been very cooperative in keeping this secret. Besides, it isn't very good for morale if people were made aware the truth of Willy's situation.Enemy: The Aliens
Simply put, Willy is not a fan of alien invaders destroying humanity and trying to take over the Earth. Given that he is now bonded to a faulty symbiote, he feels that it is poetic irony that he uses this new-found "partnership" to kick some alien butt. Or tail. Or whatever hind-ward body part needs kicking...Enemy: The Reach
The Reach created the Scarab to be the ultimate infiltrator, entering a symbiotic relationship with a major Earth leader so that the leader could then become a sleeper agent for the Reach's designs upon the Earth. The Reach messed up, and the Scarab was damaged, not to mention bonded to the wrong host. So once the Reach figures out their mistake, they will definitely want Willy destroyed, the Scarab remains recovered, and the AI put back in mode.Power Loss: Retracted Scarab
While the armor is retracted under Willy's skin and into the Scarab, Willy loses all his powers save Activate Khaji Da, Voice of Khaji Da, and his SHPE. His abilities also drop to STR 2 STA 2 AGL 2 DEX 1 FGT 4 (These include SHPE bonus). But Willy's powers can be reactivated at but a thought, or reflexively through Khaji Da's 'initiative'.Personality:
William Irvine Northurp is a rather complex person. His attitude and mannerisms seem very different, changing from his jovial and wise-cracking self while fighting crime to his introspective and reclusive self when not wearing the suit of The Scarab. When out in public in his normal identity, Willy looks just like any other disillusioned kid on the street, only he seems rather depressed and quiet. He doesn't talk too much, and seems to avoid people, especially other kids at school; a stereotypical loner. At school, he would tend to eat lunch alone, and always looks as if he would rather be someplace else. On the other hand, while he is out night lighting as a superhero, Willy is a comical and snarky hero who jokes as he fights, occasionally looking crazy as he does so. As the Scarab, he is out-going, flirtacious, bold, courageous (read: reckless), and confidant.
Khaji Da is a strange Artificial Intelligence. It is incredibly intelligent and versed in the art of combat and infiltration, as well as capable of doing a wide variety of things. It constantly seeks ways to get the job done quickly and efficiently. However, it tends to want to solve ALL its problems with violence. (Teacher intimidating host? Adult figure belittling outcast teenager? Cashier just lied about something, and it suspects the cashier may have turned the change into explosives? Activate Blast Cannons!). It is also incredibly paranoid, seeing nearly everything it encounters as a potential threat, and assesses all these threats to see which one to 'solve' first. Strangely, it is completely subservient to it's host, and will obey the host's wishes when said wishes are expressed. Example.Background
Khaji Da. The Scarab. A semi-mythical artifact that is said to grant it's user immense powers. Originally thought to be a mystical artifact of magic, it was in fact a work of otherworldly technology, created as a tool of war by an ancient race of maurauders known as The Reach. The Reach sent Khaji Da to Earth to fuse with it's 'champion', then have the Scarab's AI take over and in effect, allow the planet to be conquered. But when Khaji Da was damaged, it was considered, 'ineffective', and Earth was abandoned. The mythical device lay dormant, for centuries.
The Scarab was unearthed by a human archaeologist named Dan Garrett in the deserts of Africa. After learning from some 'gods' how to unlock it's powers, Dan Garrett used Khaji Da to become the Blue Beetle, a mask superhero. Garrett fought crime with the Beetle, but could not unlock it's full potential, capable of only unleashing super strength, bolts of lightning, and flight. The AI remain dormant, unresponsive to any attempt to awaken it. Dan Garrett, however, was never truly made known to the public, and all files of him were destroyed upon his demise by unknown agents (possibly the Scarab itself!).
When Dan Garrett died, he left the Scarab to his protege, Ted Kord. Kord was a brilliant scientist and superb athlete, but despite his immense knowledge and capable host body, could not even unlock the powers his predecessor could. So Ted Kord resorted to using his wits and intelligence, and with the company he owned, Kord Industries, he managed to fight crime without Khaji Da, using Garrett's moniker, the Blue Beetle. However, Kord remembered the powers the Scarab was capable of, and kept Khaji Da safe, locked away in the labs of his company, where he ran experiments of the artifact, trying to unlock it's powers. When that effort failed, Kord decided to tamper with the device, though his own human limitation prevented him from completely understanding the complexities of the device. Suffice to say, his tampering only further messed with the dormat AI within the Scarab, and turned into a bust project. Though Kord managed to pry apart a piece of the Sarab device, the device seemed to have regenerated the broken off piece while no one was looking, and the piece was just as resilient as the original device to Kord's researchers' tests and studies. As far as the researchers could tell, the Scarab was incapable of being destroyed.
Unfortunately, Kord died before his research was complete, and the Scarab was hidden away in the recesses of Kord Industries, buried away in the paperwork in a hidden vault. Forgotten.
After years and years of growth, the Scarab awoke. It broke free of it's stasis, and escaped from the vault, freeing itself from it's forgotten prison in an underground lab, a Kord Industries lab that 'technically' did not exist.
Khaji Da made it's way to the surface, but ended up in the frigid climes of New England in the winter. buried in the snow, it stopped it's progress, and lay dormant, not fully functional without a host body to keep it safe in the cold. The Scarab, Khaji Da, for that was what it believed itself to be, lay still in the cold of a park in New York, waiting out the winter, waiting for a host.
William Irvine Northrup was your average high school teenager growing up in Queens, the easternmost borough of New York City. William, or 'Willy Win' as his little brother calls him for his initials, is a half English, half Indian (as in India) teen, son of two rather normal parents, his mother a nurse at a local hospital, his father an engineer. Of rather average height and build, William didn't stand out much in the way of physique, but the combination of slightly tan skin, jet black hair, and blue eyes made him unique. William generally wore a thin T-shirt under a hoodie, with long jeans and ratty sneakers, like most kids do. He wasn't all that great at much, and played tennis for the school Junior Varsity team. He wasn't the best, but he was okay. He was fit, in reasonable shape, managed to keep good grades, didn't act out in school, etc. He was happy.
Well, not exactly happy. What with his looks being a rather strange blend between European and Indian, William was the target of various pranks and social exclusion. A loner at school, he had little in the way of friends, and was subjected to various sorts of humiliations and bullying from his peers. Not even his tennis team mates got too close to the teen, who used his imagination, and was a bit of a stereotypical nerd, playing D&D and other RPGs at a local gaming store with some college students he was acquainted with. If it wasn't for his girlfriend, Willy may have given up on having a normal life, and turned to truancy and misdeeds. For while William may have been the one who was excluded from nearly all social circles at school, he was secretly dating the most beautiful girl in school, Danielle Garrett. Danielle didn't do much for William at school but when she could, she consoled William. She talked to him, told him jokes, made him laugh. They had been friends since childhood, but as they grew older, their feelings grew stronger. Willy found that he could withstand the bullying and social exclusion at school, just because he was dating Danielle. It was ironic: the one kid that everyone picked on was actually dating the hottest girl in school. It didn't matter that they couldn't really show that they were dating at school, (Willy wouldn't let Danielle be the subject of bullying just for liking him), just being able to date her was enough for Willy.
So it was when Danielle was going to a park in Queens to meet Willy for one of their rendezvous' in the early spring when she spotted something azure and round in the melting snow. Kneeling down to pick it up, Danielle wiped the strange object dry, and found that it was a strange blue insect, but it was hardened, and felt like stone. Thinking that someone had dropped it and that it was mere jewelry, Danielle kept the strange beetle, and decided to give it to Willy as a gift. When they met in the park and shared a kiss, Danielle gave Willy the strange blue beetle, saying it looked like a good luck charm, and wished him to be safe. Willy promised to always carry it with him, and after their date in the park, took the strange blue beetle home. Little did either of them know that the strange little stone beetle that Danielle had found was the ancient alien artifact sent thousands of years ago, the Reach Infiltrator, found by Dan Garrett, tampered with by Ted Kord. And with the touch of warm life handling it, it was waking up again, ready to merge with a host.
Willy kept the strange beetle in his pocket, and began to start his homework. It was getting late, and he was working at his small desk, a lone desk lamp granting him the illumination he needed to work. He was busy solving equations for math, when he felt something jab at his leg. He stopped scribbling on the paper, and paused. The jab came again. This time it was painful. He dropped his pencil, and leaned into his pocket, and suddenly drew back a cry of pain. Something had poked his hand, and it felt like it was bleeding. Willy franctically thought that the strange beetle Danielle had given him wasn't an ornament but a live bug, and scrambled out of his chair and drew the scarab from his pocket.
The Scarab was writhing. Khaji Da was in the hands of a living creature, and it was going to bind with a host. It needed to survive. It needed to fulfill it's primal urge to keep itself alive. And for that it needed a host. And after so many years, here there was, a host. The symbiote writhed in Willy's hands, and he screamed, but none could hear him. His parents were out of town for their anniversary, and his little brother was at a sleepover. No one heard him scream as the Scarab writhed in his hand. He tried to throw it against the wall, but the Scarab merely grabbed his hand, and crawled up his arm, sleeping into his sleeve, and skittering to the nape of his back. Willy cried out in shock at the sensations, and began to throw of his shirt and reach for the bug. The Scarab nimbly avoided his hands, then after a moment, bit into Willy's back. Willy's eyes opened in shock as the pain ran through his body, starting from the back and spine where it had bitten and taken hold, to streaking out all throughout his body. Willy fell to his knees, mind going numb, when he felt this strange...force come over him, taking over his senses and feelings. He could see these strange things growing over his body, turning it into black and azure armor of sorts, and creeping over his skin. He tried to cry out in pain, but his body was no longer his. As William blanked out, he could only hear himself speaking - no, screaming - two words:KHAJI DA !!!
William awoke with a start. He was lying on the grass of some park, or maybe it was in the middle of the woods. He could not tell. The ringing headache occupied his thoughts, and he struggled to remember what had just happened. He found himself sitting upright, hands clutching his head, wearing nothing but the night pants he had worn, ready to go to sleep, but no shirt. He couldn't remember what had happened last night, and now it was morning, and he had no idea where he was. And his head hurt. A lot."Where am I?"
he wondered aloud.Near the edge of a rather large section of woods twenty hundred miles from the outskirts of the large settlement of Homo sapiens from which we left.
A strange, partially metallic, voice resounded, clear in his ears. "Agh!"
Willy cried aloud, jumping to his feet, searching for the source of the voice. Someone was there. Had he been taken here? had he been kidnapped?Calm down Willy...
he thought to himself. Just try and remember what happened...I had dinner. Then went upstairs to finish that history paper, then I took a shower, and did my math homework, then...
he remembered. The blue bug that Danielle had given him had come alive, and attacked him, and he remembered the words in his mind. Khaji Da.You have nothing to fear.
the voice said. William's head darted around, and he stood off the ground, frightened. He looked all about him, but didn't see a soul. He was probably going to die, but there was a voice out there..."Who...no, what are you?"
He exclaimed exasperatedly. He was getting really wigged out, and he had no idea whether he was going to die. "What do you want with me?"
There was a pause. Then the voice came again.I am a Scarab, something your primitive species called a "mythical artifact". I was created with immense knowledge and capabilities. And I am fused to the back of your spine. You may call me...
it paused for a moment, wondering by Willy's guess what to call itself. Khaji Da.
William was stunned. He didn't know what to say. A slow but steady sense of dread came over him, and he reached his hand over his shoulder to slide over his back, and felt it. A small hard object was fused to it. It had melded into his skin, and as he touched it, he could feel it's smooth shell, yet felt the touch as if it were merely a part of himself. He then began to wonder aloud. "So...are you going to drain my blood or something? Am I going to die?"Negative.
It responded. We are fused into a symbiotic relationship in which our survivals are now intertwined. If I kill you, I shall die, which goes against my prime directive."Prime Directive?"Protect the host. Keep it and this Scarab alive.
It then said with finality. Survive.
William Irvine Northrup was stunned. A strange talking bug had fused itself to his spine, and said that it would keep him alive at any cost. And it had mentioned a Blue Beetle and powers...did that mean that Willy was a superhero? He tried to remember what he could about the Blue Beetle, but he never knew anything about any bug fusing to the hero's spine. He was just a hero who used gadgets and technology to fight...and he was dead. The more questions that Willy asked himself, the more puzzled he became.No.
He thought to himself. I have to get home. My parents must be worried about me...
He then spoke aloud. "How did I get here?"Scarab power armor listed under code name: Reach Infiltrator, uses gravitational repulsor lifts and expansive indestructible wing membranes to achieve flight by taking advantage of..."Wait. Did you just say you made me fly?"
William asked incredulously.Affirmative. All systems needed to be tested out upon fusion to ascertain whether...
William cut off Khaji Da mid-explanation. "Show me,"
then as an afterthought, "but let me be in control."Affirmative. However repulsor lifts and flight membranes require the full equipment of Infiltrator suit...
the AI intoned. "Do it."
Willy said with a smile. The AI made a noise that could only be described as a strange cross between a sigh and a heave of exasperation.Activating Infiltrator Mode. Activation Key: Khaji Da.
Willy felt a strange sensation emanate from his back, and his skin shivered as it felt like something was crawling over his skin, expanding to envelop his entire body. He almost cried out in shock, but felt no pain at the change, and saw his body morph into some strange suit of armor. The suit was predominantly black with blue platings at various parts, and his head seemed to be covered in a similar sheath. He noticed two strange prongs coming up from behind his back, somewhat like a beetle's mandibles, but azure in color, and not as sharp. His eyes now looked through some strange material, but it was clear, and at the edges of his vision, Willy could see various markings in a strange language that flickered at the edges of his vision, just out of site. Somehow, he felt energized, invigorated. As if power were coursing through him, the capability to push his normal human form beyond it's former limits. The sensations were incredible.Activating Repulsor Lifts and Flight Membranes.
the AI, Khaji Da, intoned. Willy felt something out at his back. When he looked behind him, he saw these azure spines reaching from him with a thin, yet somewhat hardy looking membrane stretched in the shape of wings. Then he felt himself lift by some force, and his feet left the ground. It was one of the most exhilarating things Willy had ever felt. He could fly. He lost himself in that thought for a while, then remembered that he had to get back home."Can you lead me home?"
he asked the AI aloud. Define: Home.
it replied. "Where you took me from last night. That is home. Where I live."
There was a silence, and then Willy felt himself rise higher in the air, quicker this time, and the voice began to give him directions and instructions, teaching him to fly.
Willy left the clearing in which he awoke behind, a changed human.
Wily was exhilarated by his flight. It was one of the most wonderful feelings he had ever felt. He soared over the city, and was quickly directed to his house. But it was daytime, and not wishing to be seen, Willy directed himself towards a secluded alley where he believed he could find something to wear from a dumpster and get home. He landed in the alley way between two large brownstones, by a street where few ventured. He exclaimed aloud to himself, "That was one of the best things I have ever done!"
He felt he could get used to having the power to fly.
Unfortunately, fate seemed to have its way as sirens began to be audible in the distance. Willy paid it no mind, but when Khaji Da then spoke suddenly, Local authorities are pursuing two armed thieves heading this way. Sensors indicate the shall make for this alley. Suggestion: Activate Blast Cannons for preemptive strike.
Willy barely had the time to mumbled, "Wait, WHAT?"
Just as he whirled towards the street, two large heavy set men wearing black ski masks and carrying large , bulky bags over their shoulders barreled into the alley way, guns in their hands. A sense of dread came over Willy as he stepped back. But to his horror, he found his arms being raised, palms extended towards the masked robbers."What da' hell?"
one of the robbers exclaimed, and the other, seeing the strange figure, assumed that some costumed hero was in their way, opened fire with his machine gun. The gun screamed rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat!!!
and the bullets barreled into Willy's body. Willy buckled slightly , expecting to be bloody and dead, but found that he had barely been damaged.Activating Blast Cannons.
Khaji Da said evenly. Suddenly, these strange things emanated from Willy's palms, and he found his arms shifting into two large guns of a sort, such that his arms now ended at the forearms, and these strange shells covered these barrels what Willy assumed were 'blast cannons', replacing his hands. Eliminate with extreme prejudice. Terminate!
Khaji Da urged."What? NO! I'm not going to kill them!"
Willy exclaimed aloud. The robbers looked on him with bewilderment, stunned not only by the fact that he had just shrug off their bullets, but also that his hands had just turned into some sort of guns, and that he was now talking to himself. This confused the rather surprised robbers even more. "Who's he talking to?"
one wondered. "Beat's me! Crazy cosplay-nut, prolly an Alien sympathizer! He's gonna die!"
the other exclaimed, whipping out a switchblade knife and leaping at Willy.
Willy panicked a little, but then he felt himself stepping out of the blade's way, and the robber tripped over the leg that he just happened to stretch out. The robber fell to the ground with a resounding thud, the knife clattering away. Willy then kicked the robber, and found that the heavy set man was thrown back by the kick, and hit the wall, falling unconscious. The other robber looked on in shock, then turned and bolted, screaming. Assailant is attempting to flee. Suggestion: Open Fire and Prevent Escape.
Willy revolted at the idea. But, there must have been some part of him that was curious to know what would happen...
The Blast Cannon went off, firing a beam of azure streaming from the muzzle of the cannons, screeching through the air as if through a sonic boom, and colliding with the robber in the back. The robber was blasted forward by the sudden burst of energy that hit him square in the back, and fell to the ground, knocked cold. Green bills began to flutter out of the bag, caught on the wind. Benjamins. They were thieves...
Willy reasoned. Then another thought came to him."Wait, they thought I was talking to myself...Khaji Da?"
he asked, a little new to the name. "Why did they think I was talking to myself. You were speaking too."
The AI responded after a moment. The sentience of the artifact known as Khaji Da - myself - is only known to the host upon which it is symbiotically fused. Thus, none other than the host will be able to hear me or gain access to conversing with me.
it replied."So you are a voice in my head...that's going to be a pain."
Willy sighed. Negative. My communications with you will not lead to physical harm or injury.
Khaji Da replied, a little confused. Willy laughed, and said, "I rest my point."
The sirens grew louder in the background, and Khaji Da said, Local law enforcement shall be arriving shortly. Suggestion: Leave the vicinity and return to this... home you spoke of."Right."
Willy said, and then looked down at himself, He was still in the strange outfit, and he certainly couldn't just walk down the street in this form. "Um, can I turn back to normal now?"
he asked, a little hesitantly, hopeful that the change into this combat ready form wasn't permanent. Affirmative.
The carapace of the suit began to peel off, lifting itself off of Willy's skin, then receding back into it, over his skin, and fusing back under his skin into the Scarab on his back. Dear Gods it hurt, that Willy screamed in pain. It hurt so much. Willy found himself still shirtless and in the alley way, so he grabbed one of the robber's jackets, and bolted. When he got home, he tossed the jacket in the trash, and threw himself on his bed.I have super-powers...
Willy thought to himself. I've got a strange bug on my back that gives me super powers. I can fly, I have armored skin,, I can shoot lazers or something our of my hands...I could be a superhero!
He was excited at the thought of being a hero. He could go around and fight villains, and actually do some good. He had played at being a hero in his RPG games, always playing the good guy in his fantasy pen and paper games, playing the Jidaii Knights in those Sci Fi games, and stuff. And even better, superheroes were respected. Since middle school, he had been the odd one out, always excluded from school society and picked on by pretty much everyone. But as a superhero, he could do good, and people wouldn't pick on him or bully him. It was one of those epiphany moments, the kind that only a troubled teen with a scarab on his back lying on his bed in his bed clothes could have."I want to be a superhero."
---Files of Dr. Kimmo Tuolema
We found Subject: Beetle, when we were trying to locate another alien incursion. Imagine our surprise when we infiltrated a school and found that the "alien" we had thought was among the children was but a teenager, one not unlike the subjects at the Garden. Not unexpected, the subject was initially unwilling to come along quietly. The teenager, a young male, seemed to have some manner of psychological conflict before eventually running away. But given the speed and capabilities of the young man, I might have thought him one of our own Phase One subjects.
Eventually, we managed to convince the young man to come in quietly of his own accord. Though I might imagine our 'friends' in the military branch may have used more aggressive means to gain this persuasion, the young man came of his own free will. Or so I might presume. The case is unclear.
As it turns out, the subject somehow came into contact with an alien object of unknown origin. The object appears to have melded with the boy's spine. Cursory examination came to the conclusion that the object was some manner of parasite, likely utilizing the boy as a means of survival. When I tried to remove the object so as to study it, I found that the device reacted - violently. The boy appeared to be protesting to anyone coming near him as the boy's back writhed with black and blue appendages of some sort, warding off attempts to approach the object. After further studies of the boy and this alien object - something the boy refuses to discuss or disclose information about (perhaps the boy is under duress? from the device?) - I have come to the conclusion that the device, while alien, appears to be symbiotic in nature. While the device protects the host in exchange for what appears to be shelter in the host's body. This is still unclear. I suspect that if the device truly originated from the aliens currently in orbit, then the device must be damaged for it appears to do nothing unless the boy or the device itself is threatened. It has yet to act against us, though the boy seems anxious enough as it is.
We decided to put the boy through the standard psych-eval we give out volunteers before the Phase One procedure. The boy passed, albeit barely, and some aspects of the test were inconclusive. His responses to the questions were marked by some indecision and self conflict. The boy had a little trouble concentrating when asked to answer rather private questions, as if trying to focus upon a single voice in a crowd. The psych-eval also showed signs of what might progress into schizophrenia, but once again, this is still inconclusive.
I have come to the conclusion that the boy could very well become one of our Strikeforce members, despite not being one of my test subjects. The subject's capabilities with the alien device appear to be extraordinary. While the device appears to react to present dangers to the host, the subject is also capable of calling upon the devices abilities in various manners. While the subject does experience a matter of pain in this process, the transformation is astounding. The subject is barely trained in any form of martial arts of practice, and is simply an intelligent boy - nothing really more. But the device has turned him into the equivalent of a war-machine. I might believe that with the device, the subject may be capable of fighting an army on his own, and, if I may hypothesis, the fire-power to level the eastern seaboard.
I do admit regret at my inability to properly study the device itself and it's capabilities. However, the device's reactions to attempts to do so have been utterly prohibitive, and at times, retributive. It was quite a feat to manage to gain even a blood sample from the boy, but even that proved impossible to understand, for when we attempted to study the blood sample, the blood boiled itself, killing the cells, and destroying itself - at the molecular level. We still cannot understand this device, and thus, I regret to say that we are unable to reproduce or reverse-engineer the technology for use in our war against the alien invaders. We can, however, prepare this boy for battle instead.
The subject has a weapon fused to his back. May as well aim that weapon at the aliens while the subject is still with us.
More Background to Come.