Corey Nines, Born December 7th 1995- had a rough up bringing, his father was a drunk and his mother a "town bike" Nines was constantly in trouble. fights, vandalism, drunken disorderly, assault the list goes on. he never payed attention is school failed most subjects except art he loved to draw, thrown out at year 10 he tried finding work to support his pregnant girlfriend but had no luck as people dont employ people with criminal records and fuck ups in school, the military was his last resort. Nines wasnt fit by any means of the word so he had a lot of work to do, especially with his obedience problems he found himself being push harder then everyone else during boot camp purely because he was a smart ass who never learned, never the less he completed his training and was shipped to south sagoria with very little knowledge of what he was walking into or why he was being deployed all he knew was he was there to take orders and assist marines inn the area. when he first got boots on the ground all was quiet... too quiet. out of nowhere gunfire erupted his heli piolet was shoot dead and he ran leaving all hi equipment behind and ran for cover, he turned back to the piolet and within seconds he was furiously lashing out, moaning and screaming with pure death and rage in his eyes with a hint of blood. Nines frozen in fear was struck to the side on the head by a buttstock and awoke on a beach with nothing. alone, scared and hurt he tried to seek out what military remains.