Vlad was raised in a small orthodox household in Novosibirsk, Russia. At the age of 18, Vlad joined the Russian armed forces, and was deployed on the border between Chernarus and Russia amidst the escalating chaos in the country. Vlad found the army life to be grueling and not worth his time. He decided to sell his expertise to someone who could use it. A wealthy Cherno-russian man hired Vlad and several other men to protect him as he was planning on fleeing the country. Vlad accepted the offer and headed over to Chernarus to meet the man. Once briefed and equiped, Vlad and his team set out with the wealthy buisness man towards the Cherno-Russian Border. Unforunately, they were aprehended by a group of infected. Despite the combined efforts of the mercenaries, the team quickly fell apart and vlad was forced to flee. Vlad decided to keep doing what he knew how to do best, fighting. For months Vlad was considered a drifter, vagrant and criminal, that was until he started making friends in high places. Vlad spent the next few months drinking, squatting and busting heads. At this point, Vlad was considered nothing less than a drunkard, a stupid ruskie wandering the streets, picking fights with anyone who happened to glare at him the wrong way, he desperately needed something, something to complete him, a purpose in this apocalypse.