User:J. inman

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My name? Its J. Inman, the J stands for Justin but thats not important.

I was born outside of Malton maybe 500 miles, however I raised in this city, my father worked for a company called 'Necrotech' and when I was 5 years old my old man was called to a city called Malton for an experiment.

So my family packed up and we moved. My father's employers had him in a suburb in the northeast end of the city, Pescodside it was called. The boss men set my dad up in his own building and named it his honor (for what I have never known, and maybe never want to know).

Since then I was raised with my father discreetly trying to make me into a scientist. When I was 15 my father took me to his work, while I was waiting in a room I heard bloodcurling screams and my father shouting something. I left the room I was in and snuck into another room, a viewing room, when I got in there I saw a man, bloody and feral looking bashing against a wall. Frightened I quickly left the room and ran out of the building and back to my home as fast as I could.

From then on I started resiting any attempts by my father to try and turn me into another of his employees. At 18 I left in the dead of the night and I joined the Marines.

During my training I was at the top of my class in CQB (Close Quarters Battle) and I soon became the leader of the squad. Graduating top of my squad I was sent to Gaza for my first tour. About 5 months into my tour I received an encrypted email from my father. I will never forget those words

"Son I know you and I have had our differences in the past but now that is unimportant now. If you have received this email then I have failed. Something has happened, something horrible, in your home. I have had this message sent to you to warn you. DO NOT COME HOME. I have had whatever information I have been able to sneak away attached to this E-Mail. It in encrypted just in case it is intercepted. Son I just want you to know I love you and am proud you. I have to finish this email son before someone walks in, I may die but my memory will live in you. Don't forget the summers we spent together playing ball alright?"

After reading this I looked at the attached file. At the password box I typed Baseball and found the information my dad had talked about. As I was reading through it my laptop's screen went blank.

The day after I called the men under my command for a meeting.

My men and I had gathered in a unused ammo depot, With all of my men gathered I asked the question, "Anyone here come from the city of Malton?" I heard maybe 3 people speak up. Then I heard "Why do you wanna know", to which I said "All who are from Malton meet me in 20 mins outside the mess".

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