Retainers of Aleza Tai'Lan

Name: Millia Rage

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance:




Personality: Millia Rage, is know by her class mates to be the Ice Queen due to her icey cool stare and her cool serenity that she displays, though that is just a mask she had to keep that mask on for fear of letting people close to her, for it was due to her that her parents had died. But more than anything she wants to be held by someone but knows that she can't.

Bio: Millia Rage Daughter to the late Luisia and Dorrme Rage she grew up in a small village way from civilisation, the village was home to those who had blood of the Orichi, preferring to stay way from the troubles of the world. It was then that a mysterious man appeared in the village of the name of Guoetriz demanding that the people of the Orichi join him in the resurrection of the Orichi. But the Villagers refused to get in this saying that they where happy with there lives and do not want to fight. It was then that Millia stepped outside and came into view of the man. He smiled cruelly and looked at the girl. Then he left, later that night Millia became ill but her parents soon realised what was happening and tried to restrain her but it was to late, she was under the influence of the Riot of the Blood and attacked and killed everyone in the village. Soon after that incident she was found by a mercenary and took her in and helped her. Now 16 she receive a letter asking her to attended the Havenguarde academy tell her new father he let her go but not before saying that there was always a place her for her.

Weapon(s): Moonlight Rapier

Inhuman Trait: The Riot of The Blood (called Chi no Bousou in Japan) is a frenzied state of a human where he/she loses total control, physical faculties and sanity to the Orochi blood within. This only happens to people who are not born with 100% Orochi blood in their veins. Any of the Orochi clan or even the Orochi itself can trigger this state at mere will.
The basis behind this condition is due to the resistance of the other half of the blood to the power of the Orochi. A person under the influence of Riot of The Blood can be subdued in due time, as the outburst do not last long, and as long as there is no presence of Orochi power nearby.

Specialities: Millia specialises in magic opting to use Rune Art and Spellbreaking but she also specializes in Dim Mak as her fighting style.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Name: Millia Rosealine King
Age: 24
Nick Name:Silent Rage
Alinement:TTR
Class:Officer/Field Operative
Appereance:Field outfit :



Council Outfit:

Councel Outfit


Millia is an athletic person keeping fit by doing numerious different fighting styles to make sure that she is deadly even without weapons. She has a large bosom that she uses when the time is right but is normally well covered so that it does not distract her soldiers when she is around her fellow soldiers. She also tends to have two different outfits keeping one for when she is out fighting and the other when she in her base.

She has mud brown eyes and blond hair that she normaly wears down when out but she ties it up tight when in base.

Personality: Millia is a caring person, normal she is found comforting her troops and making sure that moral is high between them all. But when she is out on the battlefield she is a different person, she tends to have some what of a blood lust when she fights and goes into to fits of pure rage but she does not ever have a battle cry. She is quite reserved person though caring but does tend to have blood lusts, she is known for being the perfect assassin and that was why she was dubbed the Silent Rage.

Weapon/s: Main Weapon: Z193 Plasma Sniper Rifle
Seconder Weapons: Plasma Pistol (customised), Dot Bombs and throwing Daggers hidden on her person.


History: Millia Rosealine King is the Daughter of one of the TTHE's highest paid Military Officers. Though during her teenage years she grew a voice and courage tending to go and hack her fathers computer to learn what he did as he would disappear for days on end, also being his daughter she was treated like a soldier and was trained in many weapons and fighting style. But it was then one day when she was on her fathers computer she she came across the most horrific knowledge that she ever came across while search his computer. She could not live with what she knew and was too tempted to take her life.

But that did not sit well with her she wanted people to know what he was doing and that was when she copied his hard drive to a disk and ran away, but not before she learned of the TTR. Sending a message to them she prayied that they would take her in, after three days living on the streets she was then taken from them and brought to the TTR, there she address the council with what she knew and handed the disk over and asked to join them.

Durning the next few years of her life she had shown what she had to offer and was held to the highest rank before she was asked to become a Officer. When she did she wished to keep her role as a field agent was well as a Officer. That was granted to her because of her skill and knowledge that she posessed.

That brings her to now where she is pinned down between a group of TTHE Soldier as she was escaping from a Council members home, after a failed attempt to kill him as it turned out to be an ambush, she is alone and only has her side arms as she tries to escape.

Bio:
Name: Aya Flow
Sex: Female
Race: Progenitor
Age: Appears 19

Occupation: Private Military Company “Dragonfly”
Status: Captain

Perks:
|Enhancements|
Appearance (Physical/Hormonal): The Progenitor 3rd Base in Aya’s blood is aware of its hosts health and condition, albeit these are important it also heavily relies on looks and prefers a young a youthful host above all else. In which case Progenitor sends out chemicals to restore the skin, hair and other physical attributes including organs in order to sustain the hosts life; one involved method for this is hormonal control. With hormonal control the Progenitor can moderate the body entirely, stimulating growth at an intense amount and decrease the advent of puberty otherwise keeping Aya at her youthful state. It also suppresses Apoptosis indefinitely and raises the immune system to 97.3 percent, plus enhanced moderation of metabolism meaning Ayas body won’t gather a lot of fat from any foods. Because Progenitor is so disciplined it will withdraw hormones in situations that Aya doesn’t wish for them to be in such as when she may be sent into Combat Hype or when her Love towards somebody increases intensely. Mind over matter dictates these situations though, and Ayas personality decides on particular emotional scenarios.

Strength: The main benefit of Progenitor is it regulates the required amount of Skeletal Muscle mass when needed, if Aya is performing a task that would otherwise consume an insane amount of energy then Progenitor increases the muscles in the areas needed; once the task is complete the muscles return to normal. This also works for intention scenarios, where Aya may intend to break a door down but first needs the muscle before hand, in which case Progenitor detects this and acts first before Ayas body connects with the door. There are five main areas that Progenitor focuses muscle regulation on: Arms, legs, stomach, lungs, and eyes. The regulation around the lungs aids in Ayas cardio and helps her breath much better, and aids in her vision with the muscles either side of her eyes. Of course with increased muscle mass you can look a little monstrous, so as soon as Progenitor realizes it’s in a social or personal situation it immediately returns entire body muscle mass to normal.

Intelligence: Progenitor increases brain activity 7 fold, it needs a smart host to get out of bad situations alive. Mathematical and Scientific situations are made a breeze with the speedy calculations that Progenitor can aid Ayas brain work out, this means puzzle solving and physics problems can be worked out with little formula or fore thought. Not only does it affect calculations but it also interprets reasoning, if Aya comes along a problem that requires logic over science then it calms her body down so that she can think more clearly. The processing of information helps Aya register a situation and generate a reasonably route through or point of attack/insertion; a conclusion to the situation quickly follows. Aya also has a clever understanding on human expression, noticing body language and peaks/drops in voice tone which give away all the important information of a certain individual.

|Experience|
Linguist: Arabic, German, Hindi, Japanese, Korean, Mandarin, Portuguese, Russian, Spanish
Sharpshooter: 0.4 MoA
Science: Immunology, Pathogens, Biochemistry, Forensic/Human Psychology
First Aid: Field Medic approved
Mechanic: Certified, C - HR
Training:
- HALO (High Altitude/Low Opening)
- SCUBA (Self-Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus)
- Fast Rope/Rappelling (90 foot/27 metres)

Physical Description / Analysis:
Height: 5’9” | Weight: 52Kg (114lbs) | Vision: 20/17 (L) 20/16.5 (R) | Blood Type: Progenitor+ | BMI (Body Mass Index): 16.4 |
Body Fat Percentage: 15% | Nationality: American
Fitness Record:
- Beep Test: 16.9
- Physical Fitness Test: 27
- Aerobic Conditioning: 32bpm
- Flexibility: Extreme

Ayas hair is a fluorescent blond picking up any relic of light and amplifying it; in the day it sparkles and shines intensely but doesn’t reach to the point where it would actually blind you. Her hair reaches halfway down her neck, past her jaw line, fanning out lightly at her ears while several locks curve to the shape of her head. The texture of her hair is fine and silky smooth, maintaining a thick density while remaining straight most of the time. Ayas hair mingles perfectly with every other elements of her physicality and melds perfectly with the colour of her eyes; some would call the main characteristic of her hair ‘Dreamy’ when in a shallow breeze.

Aya is mistaken all the time for her age, her true age is around the 50 mark, yet her physical age Is in her teens; so it’s clearly common that people wouldn’t know Aya has so much experience under her belt in just about every area. Aya has a stern, oval shaped face. Her eye brows are thin, sharp, dark blonde strips on her brow and interpret her mood accurately. Most of Ayas emotion comes from her eye brows and it’s difficult not to notice if she is in a sad state; they also help for intimidation when Aya chooses to enter a combat hype psyche. Her nose is the most misleading feature of her face though, being small and as cute as a button, it’s the feature that’s been most affected by Progenitor keeping it young and extremely youthful. Ayas mouth is average in size, fitting in well with the rest of her facial features. The most overwhelming amount of colour radiates from her eyes though, the watery blue that could light up even the darkest environments. You could almost get lost in Aya’s eyes.

Aya has a posture perfect stance with her spine arching inwards so her shoulders can lean back easily, her chest is pushed out majestically, and her head has free movement well enough. This doesn’t affect her when she needs to change posture though, if she requires a lower stance when in battle conditions then with her flexibility she can easily mould her body into an aiding shape. She has an above average height for a female and rather thin arms and legs, her body overall being thin. Her breasts are fairy average and don’t get in the way, most of the time Aya wears an athletic bra in order to increase combat effectiveness along with comfort.

Aya wears a simple Black Corset Vest with white lace over her chest and torso area, the lack of clothing upper means she has more freedom to move around; the material for her vest also holds in a lot of light so there isn’t any glare causing her to be less visible at night. For pants she wears denim jeans ripped and worn beyond belief held up by a double hitch dark brown belt, her legs are revealed in my locations down each trouser. She wears a pair of zip lock leather boots for footwear. Around her neck is a pendant with the logon of her PMC group.

Aya’s character of herself sends off an intimidating aura, this is more of the first impression situations or the mental situation of when someone comes in contact with her. Aya is never truly concerned about projecting her current mood into a physical action or look and keeps it to herself. In this instance, seeing as she has no smile on her face or her eyes appear to be devoid of interest towards anything that approaches her, new people she meet get the wrong impression. This is only because Aya places her Professional life before her Personal life, if anybody saw her in a messed up emotional state then her reputation for Captain of PMC Dragonfly would drop considerably; so Aya puts a lot of thought into what expression is being exposed that she would prefer hidden.


Psyche:
Engaged:
Aya doesn’t have the title of Captain for no reason, when it comes to being in the field she represses the happy feelings of the moments just before deployment when she’s talking to all of her mercenary colleagues about those other good times. Emotions go straight out the window, prejudice, differences and relationships with them. The leadership role isn’t exactly one that Aya prefers, essentially her authority doesn’t roll through her knowing her place, but rather her aggression to setting her team members straight; it helps when placing orders, she sticks it in their head so they don’t detract from it.

There are scenarios where it may seem Aya is slacking off; quite often before insertion if there is a long flight ahead of them then she’ll take a catnap in order to regain stamina for the mission ahead. Sometimes mid mission, under safe circumstances such as when camp is setup or a relief break is in order, Aya chooses to meditate. Having studied Human Psychology in the past she understand that combat stress is a potential threat to performance, a brief ten minutes of meditation at least clears the mind and helps the thought process flow even after being shot at; of course you need to know how to meditate properly otherwise it’s useless. The other method of relaxation that Aya is criticized heavy about is her liking of listening to sounds of the ocean over her headset which she had wired to an MP3 player. The idea simply appears crazy to all the other mercenaries who get hyped on heavy metal before entering a combat situation.

Individuality:
In her past, Aya was never given the opportunity to experienced happiness, or joy, in the fullest; it was just a game of being serious most of the time. She believed that she was a born and bred soldier, any spare time she had on her hands she wasted on what others would consider work. Aya would drown herself in books just to keep her mind active. This all changed 5 years ago though, when she met a person who taught her how to enjoy life. The personality she witnessed enlightened her. Instead of focusing on what would be classed work, Aya went out and experience what would otherwise be classed as fun; something that wasn’t exactly taught to her. It was demoralizing to find out what she’d missed.

The spare time that she is now given she spends on hanging out with her friends in the PMC common and recreational areas or going out on the town, little had she realized how machine she had previously been, working too hard for her mental health which would have crumbled long before she’d even realize she was in a state of depression. When Aya is off the job, she’s a fun person to talk to; what would have been the soldier or the b*tch has now been replaced with a loving soul. Because of this though, her morals conflict with decisions; seeing innocents in the line of fire is something she can’t stand watching, but has learnt to deal with it either way. This doesn’t mean Aya isn’t an aggressive person off the job, if she’s harassed or bothered in a manner more than unsatisfactory then she’ll bite back with no restraints.

As in her past though, what she’s given is taken away, from what she was taught though Aya learnt to hold onto no matter what the circumstances as it was the only way to continue without the thought of sorrow lingering about the place. Aya’s relative think tank on the situation only tires her as she can never fully understand the way her mind works, or anyone else’s; even though she’s studied Human Psychology it’s not enough to grasp the potential behind it all. Regardless, thinking can give her several hours of silence at a time which is a good break from the overbearing problems of the real world.

Preference:
Aya’s bizarre liking to the sound of the ocean came around in her past when she lived near the coast for several months; as said above, the sound soothes her and allows her to focus clearly. Graceful movement is another item on Aya’s list of hobbies, otherwise taking up ice skating; when anyone asks her she explains that it’s as close as she could get to flying, especially when she closes her eyes. When off duty, Aya is a movie fanatic; not precisely for new blockbuster releases or anything but some old films along with new and unique flicks; over all genre’s she prefers to watch comedies and never passes up a chance to watch a new comedy at the movies. It inspires her sense of humor anyway. Although she’s not good at it, drawing is a pass time that…kills time in Aya’s opinion; several times she’s attempted self portraits but has never fully succeeded in anything worth dubbing masterpiece. The most peaceful of Aya’s hobbies is reading though, which she involves herself in greatly; there isn’t any specific genre that she chooses to read, instead she simply reads what interests her which can vary in many different ways such as an article in a magazine or a deeply involved novel.

Antipathies:
Aya hates the necessities of battle, needless slaughter and waste of equipment; this puts “No Civilian Casualties” at the top of the parametres list for PMC Dragonfly. This counts for both her unit and the hostile unit; if there is a group of civilians being attacked by an enemy unit then, depending on the current objective, Aya will issue the order to assist and take down the hostiles. This is more of disgust through her professional life rather than personal. Moving onto the personal subject, Aya hates self centered people, especially those who are extremely verbal. She taught herself to keep quiet under circumstances due to the need of holding her tongue when signing a contract, but depending on the situation she may prefer to lash out at the individual to put them in their place.

Behavior:
As noted earlier, Aya has a tendency to meditate; this is more than just a useful psyche tool to her, instead it’s a bit more of an obsession to a particularly mild level. Aya usually gets meditation in once a day wherever possible, it’s not like it’s unhealthy though, it’s just really weird. In her past, Aya was stuck in a scenario that found her locked in a small compartment for several hours without hope of being rescued. The time she spent in the trap caused her to develop mild claustrophobia, the fear of being trapped or buried constantly pulls at her when a narrow path becomes even narrower. Aya is bisexual, otherwise showing interest in both sexes and has had a brief relationship with someone of the same sex in the past; it’s common for Aya to stare at women when she isn’t on the job; she does so without getting attention as best as possible though; however she has the slight benign feeling that many of her unit members know of her strange preference.

Load Out:
Primary: M4 Custom
Caliber: 5.56x45 | Overall length: 0.83m | Weight: 96.4oz | Magazine capacity: 30rds
Modifications:
- EOTech Reflex Sight (Tan)
- UTG-D Ergo Fore Grip (Tan)
- EMod Stock (Tan)
- AAC M4 Suppressor

Backup: Glock 17 (Tan)
Caliber: 9x19 | Overall length: 0.18m | Weight: 20oz | Magazine capacity: 19rds
Modifications:
- Arklight Suppressor
- JG Tac Lazer Sight

Close Battle Conditions: Interceptor E&E Combat Blade

Inventory:
Equipped:
- Vuzix iWear AV920 Military Grade Headset w/ Night vision, Thermal
- JN Lockpick/Torque Wrench
- Desert Locust Military Goggles
- Bluetooth Communications (Wired to headset)
- CQB M4 Custom Sling
- DAGR Global Positioning System
- RVI Fiberscope
- Otis Gerber Military Toolkit

PMC Fatigues:
- Olive Drab T-shirt, long/short sleeve
- MarPat Sand Camo Trousers
- Tan MFI Molle Plate Armor
- Tan Molle Assault Bandolier
- Black Pantac Molle Versatile Backup Holster
- Black Hatch Op Tactical Gloves
- ABU 300 Hot Temperate Steel Cap Boots

History:
P.O.B.: PMC withheld | D.O.B.: Withheld

Aya has a rather elaborate past; a lot of her information has been recorded and lost though the years on her actions all over the globe. Aya has previously been employed by Umbrella a vast number of times, being a part of the enhanced Trash Sweeper Unit and working on containments and search and destroy missions; Aya was also briefly employed by Black Umbrella, a faction broken from Central Umbrellas prime motives otherwise splitting the Corporations manpower in half and being one of the main elements of its downfall due to a large lack of backup units to be sent into the field. This was a bad addition for Aya’s resume. A rather odd change was when Aya barracked for the good side of the equation, joining an almost mythical party called New Haven or NADAS; it was assumed that this happened early on in her life well into her employment for Umbrella, otherwise making the choice to join Black Umbrella all the more confusing. After the fall of Black Umbrella, Aya slipped off the map. For privacy issues the Place of Aya’s birth and her Date of Birth have both been removed, please disregard any inconveniencies.

2008 Marked the re-entry of the soldier, a lot of her personal data such as family and such is missing however snippets of intelligence have been recorded over the past four years to fill in these small gaps. Aya was arrested on terms of terror towards the country of Japan after a bomb exploded in Tokyo Tower at the city centre, she claimed that it wasn’t her fault and that she couldn’t remember who she was; after intense investigation she was released free of charge as there was no evidence to prove her conviction. Through the time of her holding investigators used her primary name, the only single thing she could recall of her personal past, in order to produce a search and come up with further information. Pinning her exact past was close to impossible, however research brought a relative to the light. After Aya was cleared of charges, her brother (Michael Hartz) was brought in to be reunited with his sister. Considering Aya was not proven guilty all rights for further investigation were dropped and a week later she left Tokyo.

Michael introduced Aya to a man named Eric in Hawaii, presumably someone she met in her past; Eric was a former Umbrella scientist and knew exceptionally well how to cure Aya’s amnesia. Through 4 months of recuperation and conditioning Aya couldn’t remember anything that had transpired in her past, although a minute amount of it sat on the edge of her tongue but was only furry and fuzzed in picture. Aya could never recall the time between when she gained amnesia to when she woke up for the first time. Eric was unable to locate the reason of Ayas amnesia; Aya walked away from the situation no wiser.

A short while afterwards, Michael left; Aya unfazed as he explained that he had his own problems, whether it was because she didn’t know him as she would with her memory intact is uncertain to herself, but she knew for a fact that Michael told Eric not to tell Aya anything about her past. This was learnt through eaves dropping, but Aya decided a confrontation wasn’t in order as whatever her brother didn’t want her to know obviously wasn’t something that she would like to hear or be proud of. She chose to spend the rest of the month in Hawaii for a relaxation break from her life on the streets of Tokyo. After some time, she decided to rebuild her life in Hawaii, choosing a simple and small business to work with; something completely juxtaposed to what her former employment would have been no doubt. With the cleanup of the worldwide areas, complete eradication of the T-Virus and the downfall of Umbrella it was clear that Ayas past would never catch up to her and it was something that she wouldn’t need to worry about. Most of the worldwide areas were being repaired by a government group called “The Organization”, also entering Hawaii briefly for small repairs here and there. It seemed Aya had missed a fair bit as her times down and out in Tokyo.

It was in Hawaii still that Aya met the love of her life; he was 21, a part of the US Navy SEALs and was often shipped in to Hawaii in order to aid setup for several sorties that were passed out into Iraq and other Middle Eastern countries. Aya simply bumped into him when he was shopping… well, finished shopping. Along Ayas jogging route she had planned, she rounded a corner and slammed him to him at a rather intense speed. Aya was the only one standing after the collision, apologizing and helping the man up with what seemed like a minimal amount of effort then began to help him pick up his shopping. He was rather taken aback by Aya, for whatever reasons, introducing himself as Morgan Flow.


Aya looked up, a rather stubborn look on her face, blank in expression so to speak but her eyes spoke explaining she was surprised that Morgan had introduced himself. They shined, widened, allowing all the light to pour in and shatter the iris into a beautiful sea of blue. Aya’s throat seized up, and to stop herself from looking any more ridiculous, she smiled; she cleared he throat, “My name’s Aya, nice to meet you,” she said at a slightly fast pace, then averted her gaze and began to blush, picking up the rest of Morgan’s groceries. In the seconds that they met she already found him incredibly charming. Aya placed the shopping back into its respectful baggage that it had originally been cradled in and handed it over to Morgan, “Here you go, terribly sorry about that,” she apologized.

Morgan smiled a bit and laughed lightly, taking the bag, “Oh no, it was my fault. Just, wasn’t looking where I was going I suppose,” he was falling for Aya’s cuteness, was it the nose? He swallowed awkwardly and coughed in the mix of wishing to say something, although regretting the potentially negative answer he might receive, “So, you didn’t tell me your family name, does that mean you’re single?” he knew it, he sounded stupid, and along with that he knew that she knew that he sounded stupid; if that didn’t confuse you then congratulations. Morgan knew that he needed to correct himself, “Sorry if that sounded intruding-“

“Oh, no!” Aya started, startling Morgan, “No, no, no! Not at all. I…just, don’t really know what my family name is to be honest,” Aya explained. She was now feeling very uncomfortable, both to the fact that Morgan was making her blush to extreme decay, while unknown facts of her unknown past were completely unknown to the point where it would kill any conversation between them. Essentially Aya had only lived a year and a half of her life; it wasn’t like communication between them would be simple. Aya decided to mask it, “It’s kind of a long story, no big deal really,” she bluffed; it was easy as a part of her knew how to perform this act of lying rather well; Aya was surprised about how sincere she sounded.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the ground and kicking a rock with minimal effort, “Sorry, I just thought I may have offended you or something,” he apologized again, still keeping his smile on, “I was just wondering…maybe, if you wanted to go out or something,” he did his usual routine of looking slightly shy when attempting to pick up a girl, most of the time it didn’t work but he had no better method, “Maybe a movie some time?” he decided to elaborate on the idea he had in mind. He noticed that Aya was acting a little strange to his request, after he’d suggested a movie she almost choked on the gulp of water she’d just drank, “If you’re busy then I’ll just, y’know,”

Aya had been taking a drink from her water bottle at the time; she desperately needed to water down her throat from how dry it felt. Once she heard the ‘movie’ and phrase ‘some time’ she inhaled while taking a swig and found herself choking in the liquid. She coughed up a storm, leaning forwards and having he water splash onto the ground. Now she was truly embarrassed beyond anything she’d ever felt. She probably looked so stupid in front of Morgan, but she didn’t want to pass up an opportunity like this, not after the feeling she felt, “I’m not busy!” she almost screamed in a hoarse voice. If the regurgitating water hadn’t scared Morgan off before then that would have now.

Morgan smiled, Aya was such a shy girl, “That’s great!” he said, avoiding making her feel any worse than she most likely already did, “Tomorrow some time? I’m here for a couple of weeks for a pretty decent vacation,” he lowered himself a little to still keep eye contact with Aya as she leaned on her knees, still coughing slightly, “Are you alright?” he asked, it seemed she’d inhaled a fair bit of water from the choking scenario she suffered from before.

“Fine,” she said in a raspy voice, “Tomorrow’s good, it’s my day off then so I’m not doing anything,” she agreed while wiping a tear from her face, then standing up straight again, “Umm…is there anything in particular that you’d like to see?” Aya had to be honest with herself in not knowing what movies where on at the cinemas exactly, it wasn’t something she looked up on or something that she did all together; she only watched movies on television and never went out all the much. To help herself get through this, she decided to let Morgan choose the movie so that she didn’t make herself look any more stupid.

He raised his brow, looking down a little while putting on a quizzical frown, “Umm, I’m not really sure either; I thought you’d have one you’d like to see?” Morgan thought briefly on the subject, considering there may be the instance that Aya might not keep up with all of the goings on in the film industry, “Well, I was a fan of the Get Smart series, which I watched when I was very young. Would you like to go and see the new movie based on it? It’s a remake, well, quasi remake as there was never really a Get Smart movie to begin with but has all new actors and such. From what I’ve heard it’s really good!” Morgan decided that he’d avoid choosing a romance film, that was clichéd and always seemed stupid in his own opinion; action was a bad choice in case it was definitely a genre the girl didn’t like to watch, unless you knew they enjoyed it of course; comedies were always the best to rest on in times of uncertainty.

“Sure!” Aya said, finally fully under control of her breathing and sounding overly enthusiastic, “I loved the Get Smart show, one of my favorites,” she added grinning happily; if Morgan asked her anything about the show then she was truly in the deep end on this one, thankfully it didn’t seem like a topic of concern and Aya sped into her next sentence, “I work at the scooter hire shop, not much further down this street, my place is right next to it. What time should we set to meet?” Aya asked, getting into the thick of it to show that she was really interested.

Morgan was so glad to hear that Aya was up for the date, “Ah, well, eleven would be a good time for me. I can pick you up from your place if you’d like. I stay on one of the carriers out at the Navy dock,” Morgan explained, subliminally noting he was a part of the Navy, “I guess I’ll see you around eleven then?” he pretty much repeated his words, starting to walk backwards a little.

“Yeah,” Aya said casually and contently, “I’ll see you at eleven,” and she too began to walk backwards, turning a little in the process, “See you then,” she added and began walking in the opposite direction once Morgan had finished waving and had turned his back completely. Aya turned her own back on the end of the conversation, grinning and blushing so much; she jumped about slightly and let out a squeal of excitement. She turned to see that Morgan was also looking behind himself, a smile also on his face, he made a little wave while still walking which Aya returned; they each giggled in the process and disappeared around opposite corners.


It was the beginning of a relationship, one that would last for years. Aya and Morgan frequented the movies so often that they were well know there by the staff; it was something that they had on their ‘To Do’ list every time Morgan docked in Hawaii. Quite often they’d also rent out a huge amount of old movies to watch at Ayas place, which after a couple of months Morgan began to stay at when docked in port. It turned out that Aya and Morgan had a lot in common, not in terms of amnesia, but personality and such; they were both very shy and had a lot of interests that were the same or similar, plus they always had fun together no matter what they were doing. Aya suggested that they rent the entire Get Smart collection so that she could catch up on what she missed, making sure that she didn’t make it obvious that she didn’t know anything about the show. Whenever Morgan was traveling, Aya made sure she did her best to catch up with all the old gems in the movie industry.

Aya was curious about Morgan’s job and what he did; he explained it all to her, also explaining that he couldn’t tell her anything top secret which Aya fully understood; it wasn’t like there was anything in her life that wasn’t a secret. Morgan set a time for them to both go onto the carrier ship and allow him to show her around; it was also at this same time that he introduced Aya to all of his friends who apparently gave him an extremely hard time about having a girlfriend. One of them was a little physical, in a joking manner of course, giving Aya a friendly poke in the shoulder. She decided to put him in his place and grabbed his wrist, twisting it around and backwards to the point where she made him scream at a rather high pitched level. Aya let go, all of Morgan’s other friends were howling in laughter and she smiled at him, Morgan smiling back; the friend with the twisted wrist smiled too, then started laughing himself at how stupid he sounded. Aya ended up fitting in really well.

Morgan took Aya out on their first romantic date, island hopping to a deserted piece of land surrounded by water and setting up a picnic on a grassy knoll. The two of them shared stories, most of Ayas completely made up from scratch, but she made them credible; it wasn’t like she was lying considering she knew nothing about her past and because of this she didn’t feel guilty because she never knew what she did in her past. Aya was fascinated about all of Morgan’s operations all over the world, the operations that were made public anyway once they were complete. She had a lot of questions about his job, a lot of questions in general; she did so quickly, making sure she was sharp on timing so that Morgan couldn’t ask too much about her, adlibbing when he did. The two of them setup swag for the night, ready to go to sleep when a pillow flew out of nowhere and slammed Morgan in the face. Taken aback by what had happened, he sat up and saw Aya with a mischievous grin on her face, laughing; he returned the grin and picked up his own pillow and commenced the pillow fight. It quickly turned into a friendly wrestle between the two of them; Aya had a hard time trying not to let her rather outrageous strength over take him, but allowed herself to pin him down on the ground a couple of times effortlessly only to be tossed off by one of his counter moves. Some time past midnight, they’d wrestled themselves to exhaustion.

It wasn’t long until Morgan was proposing; Aya was unsure how long she had stood on the spot frozen but figured it must have been for quite some time as Morgan had to shout in order grab Ayas attention. In response Aya looked at him with a startled expression and replied, “Yes?...I mean, Yes!” Morgan bear hugged her onto the ground as he laughed ecstatically; Aya joined in, couldn’t believe the luck she had gotten the first couple of weeks back from Tokyo. The wedding was white and the reception was Awesome, Aya had to rush to Eric in order to get the appropriate files for the marriage to take place. He explained the whole process to her and she cringed with fear at the idea of all of her pews being empty; she had no other family or friends, there’d be nobody she could choose for brides’ maids. Aya found herself choking. Eric relaxed her and explained the simple way out of her problem, telling Morgan the truth. Aya told Eric that it was something she would never do as it would break trust between them, so Eric otherwise explained the more difficult way to do it. Aya had to wait until she had met Morgan’s family and then choose some of his family members to be brides maids. It would be awkward but would make it work. Aya was not impressed on the amount of fibbing that would take place, but pulled it off. Eric told her that he’d arrange a way for the rest of ‘Her’ family to show up.

It was all went smoothly, too smoothly in fact; it was a little unnerving having a bunch of complete strangers sitting in the pews of where Aya’s family was supposed to sit, but Eric reassured her they were all friends just trying to help out. The wedding was white, and Morgan’s parents were friendly; Aya felt a niggling feeling at the back of her neck when her two false parents spoke to Morgan’s parents, but apparently the back story that they were both very busy people involved with a small PMC organization was placed into the window. Eric explained that it would be better to have both families on relative terms of military factors and impress the Grooms family by making the organization self controlled. When asked by Morgan’s father whether or not Aya would be following in her parents footsteps, which was clearly something that he would have loved for Aya to do just so that they were all on the same page of military with each other, Aya replied that she was thinking about it. Okay, so the whole wedding didn’t go too smoothly, it ended with Aya speeding to Eric’s place and screaming her face off at him. He apologized, telling her that if she took the opportunity that she’d be able to travel with Morgan considering how often he leaves port.

Aya was confused, Morgan had approached her about what his father had told him about Aya’s parents; thankfully he wasn’t curious as to why Aya had never told him before, but was instead concerned about her decision although not prepared to force her hand. Morgan explained that he’d support Aya no matter what decision she made. Aya felt herself tear up slightly, if she said yes then it meant she’d be able to be with Morgan more often but otherwise meant she had to lead a life of combat and killing, this was something she didn’t want to do; on the other hand going with no meant there would be longer intervals of not seeing Morgan but would live a normal life.

In 2011, Aya started up PMC Dragonfly, spending months in training and exceeding expectations; she knew a part of her past already gave her everything she needed to know and what to do, she felt it inside her, it was something that used to make her tick when she was in the field. It felt natural, which also felt scary…uncomfortable. It was true that she was able to see Morgan more often, and it made everything all the more worthwhile; Aya just knew that there was a better way though; all she could do was wait. Regardless, the PMC grew huge, far beyond what Aya had expected; operations were started all over the world and she found herself being quite a business woman as well as a field expert. She would always have a feeling of regret however, this was a fact.

2012, the outbreak, a shock to everyone on the globe when terrorists attack just about every great country on the map. It was something that had apparently happened in the past that Aya was unaware of, something she had lost along with the rest of her memory. PMC Dragonfly was needed just about everywhere and Aya found her hands full, Morgan had the same problem, and the two of them were split up by intense proportions; something that Aya couldn’t stand but had to block out. The world was a mess and she needed to help restore it, in which case a major contract came in from another US government organization Task Force Pantheon querying about PMC Dragonfly’s backup, which Aya otherwise signed. Seeing as there were too many mercenaries plus recruits out on the job, Aya had to sit in on the contract for the contract with Task Force Pantheon.

Aya felt that her past was creeping up on her in a way that she most unexpected; she would push it away no matter what it takes. Each day Aya fights just so that she can see Morgan again.