Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Blake Relic grew up in a small town in the state of Texas, his home town held a grand total of one thousand people so everyone knew one another and it was a family oriented community. His best friend growing up was his next door neighbor. She was his friend since they were small, their parents would organize play dates and their friendship grew from there. When they hit junior high they gave it a try and started dating. They were one of the few good couples that ended up getting stronger in their friendship and their over all relationship all through high school. Despite what she wanted and him getting a full scholarship to the college she was going to, he had decided to join the Marines like his father and Uncle had before him. Before he left though, he took the next step and had asked YC to marry him. Now engaged with YC he'd put her in his information and when he was gone in boot camp and his training she received a nice paycheck from him every first and fifteenth. When he graduated from his schooling he came home for two weeks to see her and he'd gotten much more toned then he was before. Standing at six foot even he weighed just about one hundred eighty-six pounds and his muscle mass had toned up so that he was more lean muscle then bulky like he was before he went into boot. His black hair was cut to the skin on the sides and just a small patch up top. His ice blue eyes were the same, a bit hardened from his training but the love for her was still there stronger then ever. When he left after his two weeks he was being shipped to Afghanistan because things were still pretty hot out there and they needed the man power. He kept in touch the whole time he was there, called or Skype'd when he could. Two days before he was supposed to go home she was at a family bar-b-que when a military representative knocked on the door. Blake's father was the one to answer the door and while the man was normally a hardened soldier his eyes teared and he shook from head to toe. He thanked the man and let everyone know that Blake's base had been attacked when they were loading onto the plane and Blake, as well as several dozen more had been killed. Not long after Blake's death, Blake's uncle really started acting strange and had eventually moved away. Three years later Blake's uncle was in the news as a terrorist. He had attacked several buildings, all government, and stole weapons, cash, technology and several other things. According to the news, he believed America would be stronger without all the politics and government officials. He thought America should stay to itself and that was it. Keep the soldiers from being killed in battles that weren't theirs. His followers were all very loyal to him and this caused trouble as dozens of government buildings and workers had already been killed. Soon the CIA got involved sending their top agents to the man's home town to learn about him from his family and to find his home of operations. Two weeks after the news report about Blake's uncle, the entire town was in church having their Easter Sunday mass when the doors to the church opened and four men walked in. Each one was of good size, each one wearing black combat boots, charcoal grey cargo pants and black long sleeved nylon turtle necks. On the back's of their shirts, it read CIA. They all had sidearm's, all on thigh rigs and a tactical belt around their waists to accommodate the thigh rigs. Two of the four men were mountains with arms and legs, one of them was a bit thinner then the others but still beefy and the one ahead of them all was Blake. His hair had grown out a bit so that while it was still short on the sides, it was about two inches on top and spiked. His eyes were hard as rock and ice cold, as his father and fiance got in front of him, his father hugged him and the unimaginable happened as Blake twisted his fathers arm hard, and took him to the floor. A knee in his back while his arm was twisted behind him. Blake's gun was pointed right at YC as he looked at her. Who are you people?