Joel often received insults when he was young, he didn't understand when his friend Wille, slowly would turn his back on him, at only the age of ten, his depression took over, soon after his parents had split up. A lot of nights ended in tears, nothing was worth fighting for, Joel starting seeing a therapist, after his mother noticed the sad and empty child her son had become, he got antidepressants, but nothing worked. When Joel turned eighteen, he received a letter "An important letter for the future" It started with. "Today we are giving you the opportunity to prepare yourself to protect Sweden and keep the peace." Joel took a leap of faith, he joined the army, and it changed him. The first weeks of training felt horrible, he had made a mistake, he thought, but many long nights of studying and training, his confidence slowly grew on him. But when he stood at the ceremony after finishing his training, he was chocked to not see his parents, he was disappointed at first. He was sent home, and knocked on the door to his parents house after a long and uncomfortable bus ride. His mother would open the door, looking disgusted, she would examine his uniform, from head to toe, shaking her head. She gave him a final look deep into his eyes and bluntly said "I'm disappointed" And the door slammed shut. He has never seen or spoken to his parents since. Joel moved into an apartment with one of his friends from "Lumpen" (military training) his name was Ivar, he was the only shoulder Joel had to lean on, but he got used to it, and started studying law and order, with extra courses in basic Medicine and Science. After four years of studying he got a Job opportunity in Iceland, he managed to scrape together enough money for the plane ticket and took his second leap of faith, the only difference this time, was that he had nothing to lose. Officer Joel "Úlvur" Haraldsson, was now his name, protecting the streets of Reykjavik from any criminals and evil-doers, but Joel truly gained his reputation when an unknown terrorist organisation had taken several hostages in the Menntaskólin, the biggest high school in Reykjavik. Haraldsson managed to save every hostage except one young girl. The shooters had been eliminated, but a massive C4 charge had been found in the basement, the building being basically a ticking time bomb and Joel being on the middle floor, he improvised, he busted open one of the windows, flashing his flashlight at the people on the ground, they managed to get one rescue worker to scale the building to help rescue the two, as a crane was not available. As Joel helped secure the woman to the rescuers harness, he forgot a single step in the chaos, as the rescuer began rappelling down the building, the woman dropped. She fell the final five stories onto the pavement. Joel was in shock. He went into a deep depressive state, drinking uncontrollably and long nights sitting on the Reykjavik docks, crying and scolding himself. If it wasn't for The Viking Squad, he would probably have been dead. One day, he received a letter as he was sitting in his apartment, overlooking the Reykjavik skyline; "Joel Haraldsson, we are giving you the opportunity of a lifetime, due to your exceptional performance in the successful hostage rescue mission at the Reykjavik High School, we are inviting you to join The Viking Squad, a highly trained, top of the line, anti-terrorism unit, founded in 1982, we believe that you characterize everything we stand for. We look forward to having you on the team, Haraldsson. We await your response, Gudjón Ivarsson, Head of the Vikingasveitin." Joel joined the Delta division of TVS, specializing in intelligence and counter-intelligence operations. His first mission: Investigate a suspected terrorist involved in the hostage situation a few months ago on the high school in Reykjavik, location, Chernarus. The flight was uncomfortable, a cheap russian liner, and he was pretty sure he saw some duct tape on the wings of the plane. The Chernogorsk International Hotel wasn't much better, bathrooms seemed like they've never been cleaned and you could say the same about the rest of the room, but that didn't matter, Joel had a mission. To get this fucker.