Name: Leon Carlson
Age: 28
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: October 5th 2131
Physique: Lean/Slightly Muscular
Religion: Christianity
Height: 6 foot 2 inch
Weight: 200 lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Skin Color: Light Tan
Clothing: Varied T shirt, jeans, cargo pants, and trenchcoats.
Occupation: Government Hit-Man

Motivation: The suffer and mistreatment of innocent and children is all the motivation he needs to do his job. As long as innocent suffer for evil mens gain he will be there fighting for them.

Weaknesses: He is human and therefore suffers from all human weaknesses. He has a very bad temper under extreme pressure, and will sometimes do stupid things to get his way. He will travel into harms way to protect and defend his friends, and loved ones.

Strengths: He has a undying loyalty to his friends, and will never leave them or forsake them. He is trained in the use of all types of firearms, and if proficient at hitting his target most of the time. He is also trained in hand to hand combat with and without weapons.

Fears: He is afraid to die with his job incomplete. He fears the death of his friends and loved ones,betrayal, and he fears the unknown. He also fears falling in love.

Favorite Color: Black Favorite Food: Steak
Favorite Drink: Cold Beer Favorite Music: New Rock
Favorite Art: Architecture Favorite hobby/sport: His favorite past time his hagning out with his friends



Biography:

Leon was born in the slums of sector six. His Mother was a drug addict, and his father was a drunk who was never home. He grew up friendless and alone. The few days he remembered his mother being clean where the best days of his life. He and his mother would sit under a large oak tree that still stood near the edge of sector seven. She would tell him stories of what life was life when she was a kid, and wonderful tales of far off places. She would also curse the people who talked her into doing drugs, and always told him to be better than she was. To stay away from drugs, and have a good clean life. His father who was never around anyway left his mother when he was five. She didn't cry when he left leon suspected that she didn't even care.

He grew up fast, and tough. The streets will do that to a kid. Every day he lived in the slums with the criminals and drug lords the more he despised the. He hated them for what they had done and what they did. He blamed those scum for all of his problems in life. He blamed them for his mothers addiction as well as all of the pain and suffering he and his family suffered. By the age of nine he had a quick mind, and a fast temper. None of the other kids talked to him for fear or making him angry.

His mother died shortly after he turned twelve of a drug overdoes, but leon wouldn't believe it. He thought that someone had killed his mom. He buried her under the large oak tree that all his favorite memories came from. He stayed at her grave for several days crying. After the sorrow past he felt anger. He hated those who had made her an addict more than ever. He made a Vow that he would fight the criminals and drug lords until he died. Leon wandered sector six fighting his own personal war on drugs, and crime. No ones knows quite what leon did in those next few years, but him. One thing is certain. He felt no guilt or remorse for any of it.

At the age of fifteen he decided to leave sector. Six not even he knows why. Maybe he wanted to find a place where he belonged. A place of peace and refuge for a while. Maybe he just wanted a friend. He left sector 6 and moved to the city of Sector 3. He was amazed, and captivated by all of the different buildings, and people, but no place captivated him like the old monastery on the edge of the city. He came to live in that monastery with a kind old monk named Ezekiel. Ezekiel cared for leon and taught about God. Leon accepted Jesus as his savior after a short time living there, and tried to change his life. However no matter how hard he tried he could not forgive the scumbags that he grew up hating so much. He couldn't understand how God could love, and have compassion for such people. He often found himself if because of his anger he had become like those he killed. But every time he came out of that thought with more determination to take them down.

At the age of seventeen he left Ezekiel and the monastery behind, and joined the marines. They honed his weapon skills, and trained him to be a machine to death. He made some friends and was genuinely happy for the first time in years. He was well liked among all of his fellow marines, and was always there when one of his friends needed him. Shortly after basic the nation went to war. China had attacked Russia, and the good ole USA decided to help the Russians keep there country. The war lasted five long years, and many Americans died defending another nations soil. Leon watched many of his closest friends while he fought beside them. Every time one of his friends would die he would bury them some place nice, and pray over there graves. He always wished he could have taken there place in death so that they may live.

He served three tours of duty during that war, and was in about years years of fighting. On his second tour a man by the names of Roco Franklin saved his life during a rescue mission. Leon fought along side Roco for the rest of the war trying to repay the favor. They had a friendship forged of fire, and blood that not even God would want to try and break.

By the end of the War he was a 2nd lieutenant, and leader of his own squad. He and his squad became part of the special forces after the war. His squad specialized in urban, and close quarters combat and where sent all over the world to fulfill top secret missions. They did everything from steal assassinations to liberating villages. They where the best even among marines. While on vacation he got a letter that had no return address or name on it other than his. Inside was a address, and a note saying one thing.
"Welcome to the Agency" He was greatly puzzled by this, and went to the address. There he was briefed of his new job. He was one of the first 25 agents of a top secret organization known only as "The Agency" They specialized in ridding the world of serial killers crime lords, terrorist organizations, and other things along those lines.

He loved every minute of his new job. It felt good to be killing those who didn't deserve life once more. He worked alone for several years, but one day they gave him a partner, and that is when he met her.

(There is a little more to add to his bio)