LIEUTENANT FELIX “REAPER” SHEA · 35 · TANK COMMANDER · SHADOWED COMMANDO · TAKEN
" I have scars on my palms and the insides of my fingers. There is blood in my mouth and staining my clothes, I have died too many times to count and come back again stronger. "
ORIGIN:
Berlin, Germany
TRAITS:
+ Altruistic, Resolute, Venturesome
- Bloodthirsty, Caustic, Forbidding
BIOGRAPHY:
THERE IS A WAR OUTSIDE, COME SEE THE BULLETS FLY.
Felix Shea was the product of a forbidden romance between his mother, an Agent within the Bundesnachrichtendienst (Germany’s Federal Intelligence Service), and his father, an American Commander for the US Army, resulting in his German-American heritage. Both his parent’s loyalties were unwavering for their respective countries, making the relationship harrowingly difficult. Their infatuation for each other, however, prevailed. His father’s generally prohibited visits resulted in Felix becoming the eldest of five brothers (himself included) over the course of five years. For the youthful part of his life, he reigned in adolescent tyranny. His father was forced to be absent due to the relationship’s unaccepted circumstance, and his mother was often deployed on her own Intelligence missions.
This left Felix with a severe lack of an authoritative upbringing, causing him to become well-acquainted with a fair amount of the Bundespolizei (German Federal Police). His mother, absent for months at a time, left her children with various neighbors or mediocre care systems. The majority of these individuals and establishments considered their existence a nuisance, thus resulting in Felix forced to become the fatherly figure each boy lacked. Having been devoid of one himself, his tough brotherly nature was the only technique he could muster when raising four brothers, despite being a child himself.
Felix involved himself with street gangs in his early teens, finding them the closest idea to a family he’d been subjected to. His days consisted of underground fights, and evenings within cells. Despite his own delinquency, he was quite diligent in making sure that his fellow kin remained outside criminal activity. He was his family’s sole provider, and did what both parents failed to express the will to do: keep them alive. By sixteen, his mother was reported MIA, and soon after proclaimed deceased after the recovery of body during the infiltration of a Russian compound. Officially considered orphans at their mothers demise, the Shea children were at last claimed by their absent father. They were shuttled to America under secrecy by the hands of American Intelligence.
If you asked Felix, he would have told you he and his brothers were better off on the streets of Berlin. America was difficult, their origin (accents especially) making everyday life a near impossible feat. Their father, they learned, was a decorated war hero, but an incapable, intoxicated man within the home. The Shea abode was littered with violence and detestment; the brothers were often runaways brought back by local authority. Their father’s income was of poor funding, as the man blatantly spent it for his own gain. At eighteen, Felix passed his soul over to the Military, and each brother followed suit, though it would unknowingly lead to a shortening of lives.
DO YOU HEAR THE BATTLE CRY?
His first two brothers, the youngest as well as being twins, were lost in a flight training accident as result of poor mechanics. It was a hard blow given to the remaining three, who’d only had each other to hold onto. The news reached Felix last, being the eldest and most established within the Military, letters often took months to track him down. The third brother, who’d followed in Felix’s footsteps when it came to heavy artillery, lost their life in a heroic, self-sacrificing maneuver which involved evacuating a small town of civilians. Against orders, he defied an impending ambush, and gave his life for those under distress from a war which had been deemed necessary casualties. The fourth brother is currently established as MIA, though the case has been forgone by Intelligence Operatives after a year. While Felix wishes to harbor hope for his closest sibling, he clings to each brother’s dogtags with sorrowful remembrance.
He and the majority of his tank crew have been united since the North African Campaign (at one point, they had even experienced the deplorable life of a prisoner of war). Of course, they’ve gone through a fair amount of losses, but a few have remained resolute. On one of his first missions with his newly assigned tank crew, the outcome caused a harsh outlook to deepen a dark reality. It was a rescue mission— one that required heavy artillery to aid in suppressive fire— that his team had experienced more than once. The received orders hadn’t been as straight forward as the deploying officer had provided. Heavily outnumbered, outgunned, and out missiled, the team was trapped in the midst of an ambush, and it swiftly turned into a futile effort as a mortar struck their tank. After the accident, Felix began a rather lengthy recovery that resulted in an honorable discharge. Though he was fortunate enough to survive the accident, he did not escape completely unscathed. Shrapnel and burn scarring along the length of his torso (right side) and back resulted in intensive nerve damage. Because of this, Felix has lost feeling in the majority of the injured area.
Like the bulk of his brethren, he was resilient, and refused to remain immobile while fellow comrades faced war’s unceasing villainy. After tapping into a radio and receiving information of a particular brutal fray, he and his crew vanished from the medical tent’s confinement and started toward the calamity. It was a bloodbath, but nothing they hadn’t thrust themselves upon before. During this siege of a German fort, Felix came across the famed Shadowed Commandos. It had been their transmission his team had responded to, and because of them, the unit was able to add a victory to their efforts. He and his tank crew were swiftly inducted within the elite unit, and since then, are often sent among the thick of warring battlegrounds as their Tank Commander, Felix, has a knack for daring endeavors that wind up conquering the fray.
FACECLAIM: Jensen Ackles
