He wakes to the screech of the flood sirens once again. Of all the planets to be born on it had to be RT-517, all off-planet trade and transport cut off, and to make it worse the sector known nationally as the poorest.
RT-517 Sector-9
Another fiend had breached the flood walls. It was no surprise after the attack last week, unusually heavy hitting on these already weak walls of the sector.
He grabs his coat off the wall of his apartment, the grey concrete walls reek of damp, wallpaper a scarcity after both the upper sectors and the local gangs increased taxes due to the war. A switchblade on his kitchen workshop is snatched as he passes and he makes his way to the stairs of the apartment complex.
He was relatively tall for his age and just that little bit older looking than most. In any other world he could've been a boxer, not some heavy hitter but the technical kind, with some wits behind him. His hair was a pastel shade of salmon, cut short, but at a length where a brush wouldn't tame it.
He makes his way down the first flight of stairs whilst pulling up the zipper on his jacket and patting himself down for his ID card. A feint rumbling approaches from the distance at a speed that is just a bit too concerning and… Crash.
A large fiend, easily a C-Rank , comes hurling through the wall to his left. His eyes barely have time to widen as this monstrous creature slams into him with the recognisable crunch of broken bone. Pain sears his entire left side.
The fiend lets out a roar, this monster wasn't just loud, it echoed through Shinji's entire body like a giant drill.
Now on the ground floor he uses his little remaining energy and consciousness to stand and begins to stagger towards this several building sized monster, switchblade in hand. All of a sudden a man slides in front of him, full black military gear.An intricate piece of equipment was over this protective gear, standard issue to the military. Magnetic Field Manipulation and Movement Gear…
"Hey kiddo we got this from here, mai's gonna come get you somewhere safe"
At that moment a woman wearing identical gear swoops in and lands in front of him.
"Cmon hold onto me and I'll get you to the outpost" the woman says.
He's shocked these two people are here but even more shocked by the man, he leaps into the air with the gear he was wearing and begins to to circle around the fiend mid air whilst unleashing a barrage of bullets from all directions with his rifle.
She asks him, "what's your ID by the way?"
He answers, "Shinji Kamo, 4299" just before he blacks out and falls onto the woman, who catches him gently.