Dr. Isaac Maples MD (Trespass)

Weight: 185

Apparent Age: 70+

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle Unknown (Expect the Worst)

Preferred Weapon: Presidents Men Sabre

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Bio: Well when it comes to the legend that is Trespass, there is only one word to describe this terror in a suit and that’s “RUN”. This man has zero respect for boundaries and they haven’t built a big enough mouse trap to both keep him out and capture this assassin. So if Trespass is coming after you in the cold dark night, their isn’t anything that can be done to spare yourself a horrible death. Trespass has been lurking the shadows of the underworld for many a generation and has been sending many to an early grave, for nothing more than coffee money. This assassin is not a man that works solidly for profit, he brings his craft to those that are in need of a specialist that can make anyone vanish and he has zero fear of being captured and zero fear of retaliation from grieving victims. For Trespass is a man that is at home with the shadows and once he has his sights on a victim, it won’t be long before a ice cold draft is felt by his target and then prick of his blade sliding into the helpless victims body severing the spinal column rendering them paralysed. For this is where Trespass begins his actual kill and slowly tortures the victim, making sure death is long, drawn out and very painful and the hapless victim dies shrouded in terror. As their will be no sparing the soul, mind and body of his target, for Trespass brings his advanced medical knowledge to slowly vivisect and dissect the intended target. He is a trained neurologist and he has long given up his oath to do no harm, no he instead uses this knowledge and training to bring death to his target in a very painful manner. This man once he has you in his grasp, will use every trick in his medical bag to have your body rebel against you as he trespasses into your nervous system.

        What caused him to transform from a caring doctor to a hardened killer is unknown, but one can assume that the events of the Great Ghost Dance and the Nights of Blood have something to do with his transformation. For Trespass, seems to only work for the common man and he only targets those that are connected to the fabled False Flag and Native American Nations. Prior to the attacks on the American people, Trespass served in the United States Navy as a doctor who specialised in brain and nerve injuries. This man was once a honourable soldier and patriot, who dedicated his entire life to serving the American people, he even sacrificed the stability of having a home and family for his career as a military doctor. Though for Trespass, this would become a decision that he would grow to regret as he would come to see the true horrors of the government during those trying days in 2018. According to the legend, Dr. Maples who was the hospitals chief of surgery and held the rank of Commander was in his office when the native magic would ravage the land, he would feel as the spirits of the fallen would assault his very being and the wicked magical energies would ravage both his mind and body. The tale states that on that day in 2018, Commander Isaac Maples MD would perish and the terror of Trespass would be born from the remains of his tortured body. Though this is just legend, but it seems that during this time, is when Trespass would first emerge and take his first of many victims.

        We will have to assume that this was the cause of the rise of this killer, though many would argue that this man was always a killer and just managed to stay off the radar till then. Trespass would come to learn of the horrors his own government during this period of time, through stumbling onto classified documentation that was not meant for his eyes, as he was scouring the hospital for survivors only to find everyone deceased and he was the lone wanderer, the sole survivor of the assault. Trespass would come to learn that he was in fact the lone survivor of something far worse than the Ghost Dance, as he would stumble out of the hospital onto the base he would see scorched bodies of his fellow men and the nearly mummified skeletons forever trapped and encased in what can only be described as volcanic rock. The entire base stunk of sulphur and the buildings toppled and some still burning as the vehicles and roadways looked as if they had melted under the extreme heat of a volcanic explosion. Everything screamed volcano, though the tell tale signs of en eruption where absent, for Trespass this triggered his curiosity, and sent him on a quest for the truth and as well to search further for anyone who was left alive. Though after his countless searching he would learn that in fact he alone lived, he alone was still among the living and as he filled with mixed emotions. He couldn’t leave it well enough alone, and had to continue his quest for what had accord and why everyone was dead. The radios filled the airwaves with static, and the sky itself was grey and overcast, like that of television snow as he manoeuvred his way from building to building. Some where to far demolished that he couldn’t even penetrate the entrance, yet others where blocked by rivers of magmatic flow. The heat alone was enough to force him from venturing any closer, as he could feel the pain coursing through his body as his skin began to burn and the soles of his shoes began to melt under the extreme heat that emerged from under the tarmac and concrete. Trespass would eventually seek shelter in the only building that seemed to be still somewhat intact, the bases command centre was mostly in one piece and yet according to the documents released by Trespass, he said he got a sicking feeling in his gut as he approached the only building that was not consumed by volcanic activity or just a pile of rumble. As he navigated his way through debris, the steel skeletons of buildings glowing a sicking green and causing extreme burning as he got anywhere near them.

        Trespass would carefully make his way to the only building that stood tall over the base, he could hear the hum of generators, and see lights penetrating the darkness from the buildings blown out windows. He stood before the doors to the command building, his dress tans, covered in soot, ash, oil, and blood covered his face and clothing. His shoes nearly melted and his exposed skin beginning to blister from the extreme heat, his once cool and collected look, was replaced with a frantic and concerned stare. Dr. Maples looked like he stepped straight out of one of those post apocalyptic shows, though for him it was all to real and he was beginning to think he was in a similar situation. as he reached out to open the door. He would be welcomed by the sweet smell of fresh climate controlled air, this building looked as if it was never touched by the ravages that took there toll everywhere else. He entered the building to be greeted by the elevator music that cast a very eerie aura about the scene, as he would gaze around the lobby to see that nothing had been touched, no death, no blood, no magma, and radiation. He would also notice that the building was barren, and empty of anyone. As he began to search the lower floor for anyone he could see the evacuation alerts had been triggered, as the flashing alert lights still flashed and pulsed in the darkened hallways. Doors left open, and yet everything was left as it was, computer screens still on, paperwork still on the desks and the only thing missing would be the personal items of the officers that once worked in the offices. Trespass, would frantically search the lower floors for anything that would explain what happened, then as he opened one of the doors to the conference room. His scenes would be overwhelmed as he would see dozens of rotting bodies, his sense of smell would be overtaken by the noxious scent of decomposition. The bodies all neatly piled and laid to rest, Dr. Maples would at first be revolted by the sight, and quickly turn away in horror; though he would quickly regain his composer and decide to venture further in to the room. The first thing he would find, is an old combat shotgun that laid unused on the floor, he would pick up the weapon and begin to investigate the bodies, noticing that it was nothing but civilian employees, non commissioned officers and enlisted that worked in the command centre. He couldn’t find one officer, and each body seemed to have been killed in a similar manner from a single gunshot wound to the head. Through his medical training he made a quick assumption on the time of death being about three day, and he couldn’t get a accurate assessment do to environmental conditions and without getting them on a table.

        As he scrounged around, he could feel anger swelling up within his body, and he knew that something nefarious had accord. Trespass would say a silent prayer for the fallen and swear that till the day he died, he would seek vengeance for those that lay rotting and discarded in that room. He didn’t have the time to dwell on the cause, and he knew he needed to keep moving and searching the building. Though before he left the room, he readied the shotgun and left the makeshift morgue, and made his way down the dusty hallway towards the stairwell the flashing white strobes illuminated his frame as he would open the fire doors and make his way up the stairs heading towards the Admirals office. Seeing that if anyone would have any previous knowledge to these events it would be the bases commanding officer, so he made his way up through the barren stairways with the flashing emergency lights illuminating the dreary scene as he ascended the stairs climbing ever so higher towards the top floor. His body ached from the burns and scraps, his muscles rebelling against him as he approached the twentieth floor. Trespass stood before the fire doors, his legs burning as he gasped for air trying to catch his breath. He knew he was out of shape but this was all the proof he needed that he needed to exercise more often, as he recalled it that was an odd time to have such a random thought, but it was a stressful period and he was trying to keep himself focused. He stood before the door and knew that whatever he was looking for was concealed beyond in an office that he had never been in, he would be entering the sacred space of the commander and hoping to find something, anything that would explain what was going on.

         Dr. Maples reached out and pushed open the heavy steel doors that lead to the executives wing, and as the door opened he gazed upon the typical office waiting area. Carpeted floor stained with soot, ash and blood, walls with old photographs of previous base commanders and cheap replica artwork of classics hung on the walls. The power generator humming in the distance keeping the air filtration system going and the deep blue glow steaming from the receptionists vacant desk. From behind her desk were the doors to the Admirals office, Dr. Maples paused for a second to gather his thoughts, as he ventured towards the receptionists desk. He noticed that even her desk was left as is, nothing out of place and even her coffee cup still sitting full. Her uniform jacket remained hung over her chair and her cover was still sitting on the photocopier even her purse was still slung over the filing cabinet, Trespass noticed that even the computer was still within her email and open to the morning memo that was sent to all base personnel, though their was no sign of petty officer and with the blood that was caked into the carpeting it didn’t look good for the receptionist. She was most likely among the others in the make shift morgue downstairs. One of the last to be executed before the tragedy took place, Trespass rummaged quickly through her purse snagging her wallet as a way to identify her and alert her family of her demise.

     He then turned his attention to the Admirals office, the commander of this base was one of the first female officers of the Navy to obtain the prestigious rank of four star admiral. She was a life long military women, that preferred to be considered one of the men and not to be singled out for her sex. This women crawled her way up the command chain and landed herself the prestigious position of being the commander of Tongue Point Naval Station that was only commissioned a few years prior after laying inactive for over half a decade. The sign on the door read Fleet Admiral Mary O’Brian Commanding Officer, Trespass reached out grabbing the door knob and pushing the door open. Exposing a perfectly preserved office, the air was fresh and crisp that when it touched the burning and injured skin of Dr Maples it sent shivers through his body. The carpeting plush and the office still held the aroma of freshly made coffee, everything was in it’s place except for Admiral O’Brian. He stepped into the office and closed the door behind him. He knew that this was his last chance for any information and if it existed this was where he was going to locate it, so Dr Maples made his way towards the admirals desk and leaned the shotgun up against the filing cabinet as he took a seat in her plush leather chair that soothed his aching body to the point where he nearly forgot why he was actually up here. He shook of the slight trance from stress, exhaustion and pain and began sifting through the documents on her desk, finding nothing at first he was certain that their was something.

     He kept vigilantly searching and still nothing, as the time clicked away he was growing frustrated seeming that the evidence was sterilized and was forever gone. That was till he caught a flash of light out of the corner of his eye, he had accidental bumped the desk with his elbow, the jolt had disturbed the sleeping monitor and the computer screen came back to life. This is where Trespass hit the mother load, it seems that in the admirals haste to vacate her office she didn’t shut her machine down and what was even better she never hit confirm on the shredding of the files on the hard drive. With a few clicks of the mouse he restored everything and what he would discover would cause him to get sick to his stomach, Trespass would learn that the murders, makeshift morgue, radiation, and even the volcanic activity was all planned. He learned that the government was planning on using this base as a scapegoat and sacrificial lamb. They had set everything up to cause such a tragedy to seem like a terrorist attack from a local extremist agency, so that they can shut down the bases to all of the citizens as the Native forces massacred the people. He would learn that the volcanic activity would be from a few well placed low yield nuclear warheads being deployed on strategic locations causing an eruption that would not only wipe out the base, but as well annihilate surrounding towns. Also causing a chain reaction and forcing the Mount Rainier in Washington State to erupt, causing catastrophic damage and countless loss of life. All this to keep the people scared, and seeking protection from their leaders the more Dr. Maples read the angrier he became, thinking that this disaster was orchestrated by his own people to be used against fellow Americans. He would as well learn of similar events scheduled to occur throughout the United States. Including the transcripts about the Great Ghost Dance, that according to the calendar on his watch was occurring at the same time. All this information was supposed to have been deleted and forever lost as molten slag, but fate had allowed this survivor and trespasser to stumble across it. He jut sent everything to the print and as the documents where being brought to life, he would stumble across another document that showed who was deemed worthy of evacuation, who needed to be executed and who should be left for dead. He glanced through the list and noticed that his name was on the left for dead list, and the only people on the evacuation list where the command structure inside this building. Trespass also found a combination that was to the locked safe in the office, when he opened the safe as the final pages printed out, he found a gold mine of documents, cash and indisputable evidence of the governments misdoings. He would discover something called the Legion that spoke about the complete domination of the globe from three separate agencies. The European Legion, The United Canadian American States, and the Native Union to combine as a New World Order and dominate all under one banner. This was the first official documentation that verified the existence of the False Flag, though it was in the hands of an injured and sick man that would have no idea of who to show this to, how to get this out to the people and also if he could trust anyone ever again. He quickly grabbed the Admirals briefcase and stuffed it full of the documents, grabbing the shotgun he headed back out the door as the building began to shake violently. He glanced outside and saw that the magma had begun to encircle the building and he was in a very dire situation. He was on the twentieth floor and any collapse would send him straight down into the molten river below. He knew that he had to figure a way out of the building quickly but how, and thats when it dawned on him that the roof held a helipad if he had any chance of escape it was to see if the helicopter was still their and still operational. Otherwise he would die in either the collapse of the building or turn to ash as he fell into the molten rock.

         Dr. Maples mustered up all his strength, kicking open the fire doors he raced to the roof praying the helicopter was still there. As he breached the roof access there it was his escape, the admirals helicopter still perched on its pad. Well most doctors spent there free time on the golf course rubbing elbows and drinking brandy, Dr. Maples didn’t care much for the golf course and even though he did spend some time on the green, he was much more interested in aviation and actually had his pilots licence. Now helicopters, were a totally different animal than the single engine planes he had flown, but he was learning how to fly them as well. Maples ran towards the bird and jumped into the cockpit and like any action star in the movies climatic ending he quickly flipped switches and just prayed the engines would fire up and the rotors would warm up. He had no idea how long he had before the building gave way, and gravity would become his cause of death. The Helicopter sprung to life and not a second to soon as he pulled on the throttle and the bird began to lift off the building shook one more time before crumbling. Trespass said a silent prayer as he lifted the helicopter up and began to fly the bird out of the danger zone. As he escaped the base, fiery explosions erupted behind him, sending volcanic rock and debris into the heavens. As the base was swallowed whole by the volcanic crater, Trespass just flew off into the cold dark night he had no where to go, no home, no friends, and only a few hundred credits to his name. He was thought to be deceased, and he held documents and physical evidence of the governments misdoings, he was a witness and he knew they would go to any length to silence him forever. He was truly lost and in those trying times, he needed an ally, he needed a friend and someone that he could turn to. He knew that he needed medical treatment and he also knew that he needed to dispose of the vehicle that just saved his life, in the event of tracking devices.

           The only people he knew that would take him were the professional soldiers that he despised with all his being. Mercenaries went against everything this life long sailor believed in. But he knew they would be the only ones who would accept him, and not care about his past, not care that his was a refugee/fugitive of the military. He knew that he had to seek out the Brotherhood of Mercenaries and apply to be in their ranks, he knew they would have the medical equipment to help him and hopefully they were fighting for the people. So thats just what he did Dr. Maples flew the copter near one of there bases and landed it in the hills. So that he could huff it towards the Mercenaries and if the government tracked the vehicle they wouldn’t be directly on the base. After a few days of rough hiking, Dr. Maples emerged on the wooded base of the Brotherhood and as he approached the gate holding his hands high in the air shotgun slung over his shoulder and briefcase in the other hand. He collapsed from exhaustion, near dehydration, exposer and pain that was coursing through his body.

         When he would awake he was in a medical bay, being pumped full of fluids, and medication his right leg was in a cast and his right arm in a braced and in a sling. He would learn that he had a hairline fracture in his right leg that was caused when he was flung across his office when the eruption occurred and only sheer willpower was keeping him moving. His arm was damaged when he collapsed driving his shoulder into a rock, they told him he was lucky to be alive and that they had him on a treatment for radiation sickness though his hair might never fully grow back and they hoped he had no plans on fathering children as he was bone sterile. Otherwise they told him that could stay their as he recovered and that the military came asking questions about the helicopter in the hills, they covered for him and told them they knew nothing about it. Once he was ready he could speak with the bases commander General Warner Buckley.

           Dr. Maples just nodded and then drifted off to sleep as the pain medication coursed though his system, this was his life for a few weeks as the radiation treatment kept him in a near comatose state and the injury to his leg kept him bed ridden. Trespass was just left with his thoughts and his tormenting dreams that haunted him both day and night. Only once his physical rehabilitation started was when he was able to escape the terror that loomed in his tormented mind and escape into his recovery. He knew that once he was better he would need every ounce of his being to get revenge on the people that did this to him, and for all those that where needlessly murdered. Though it wouldn’t be till he met with General Buckley that he would find a kindred spirit and someone that would fully understand his situation, feel his plight and lend an open arm and ear for him to vent. General Buckley acted less like any other commander he had ever met prior and nothing like the callous mercenaries he had heard horror stories about. No Buckley acted like a friend and it felt like he had known the old General his whole life. Buckley handled himself in the utmost professional manner and just listened to Trespass as he explained the horrors of that day, the horrors that he uncovered and that he had documentation to verify that he was speaking the truth. Buckley told Dr Maple no need my good man, I believe you and I will get those documents over to a friend that will know what to do with it. Trespass was hesitant to part with the briefcase, but Buckley ensured him that his friend was a mercenary commander for an origination known as the Freedom Patriots, his name is General Archibald Kingsbury. This set Trespass at ease, seeing that one of the names in the documents was General Kingsbury, his name was set for execution and for these documents to never fall in the hands of the terrorist from Boston. Buckley reassured Dr Maples that everything was going to be okay and he had come to the right place, there was no love for the Government at this post and he was amongst like minded patriots.

          The two men spoke on and off for multiple days as Trespass recovered, and Buckley even extended a helping hand and offered him even further treatment and assistance in is mystical training. He even fully offered him a place among the Brotherhood as a Son of Odin, without Trespass even getting a chance to ask to apply. Though Trespass was left puzzled by Buckley when he said and one day brother you will join the ranks of those within the Golden Halls of Asgard. Though as a Christian, he figured Heaven was awaiting him though he was a Son of Odin now so maybe when he falls in battle he will ascend to Valhalla and be reunited with his fallen friends and brothers. After further training and many months of recovery, Trespass was cleared for active duty and General Buckley that had become more of friend then commander told him that he would be placed with another officer. An honourable man who has served the Sons of Odin proudly for many years a officer by the name Captain Salvador Ferrara his handle being Crash. He would continue his training under Crash and would report directly to Captain Ferrara or himself, the rest if the command chain could be ignored as he would be put to good use and become a true thorn in the side of the enemy.

         So would begin the birth of Trespass and so would begin the legend of a man so dangerous that even the thought of engaging him is beyond terrifying. The actions of Trespass do go against the ethics of the Brotherhood of Mercenary’s, but it seems their are two separate camps of these soldiers of fortune, one under General Buckley that call themselves the Sons of Odin and the other under the command of General Fitzgerald that are the Brotherhood. These two camps have very different objectives and two different ideals in how to handle action and the rules of engagement, Trespass is now part of Buckley’s camp and is one of the Sons of Odin. This means that he has been given the green light to do whatever he damned well pleases as long as it does not go against the ideals of the Sons and unfortunately their is nothing concrete to verify the ideals of Buckley and his camp of mercenary’s. Also their is no way to determine witch member of the Brotherhood serves under Buckley and who serves under Fitzgerald so when dealing with any mercenary proceed with caution. The Sons are fighting for a cause bigger then themselves and there codes are questionable and the Brotherhood are fighting for the all mighty credit and their codes are well documented. So keep this in mind when dealing with any mercenary, they might hold some close ideals but their is a divide between them though in the end they are all Brothers in Arms so cross one and well you get the idea here.

      No back to Trespass, well over the years this man has become a true bogeyman and has brought many to an early grave. He is also a master interrogator and torture, he is highly skilled, trained neurologist; Dr. Maples fully knows how to inflict the most severe pain anyone has ever felt and how to turn it off in an instant with only the insertion of a few well placed needles. This man has made psychopaths and sociopath’s sing like song birds just at the sight of him walking into a room so be warned. Though that is only part of his skill set, this man is known for capturing his prey and bringing them to an undisclosed location and torturing them for hours before bringing sweet death to them. He can and has removed a subjects brain keeping it attached to the body and had them observe as he performed brain surgery on them, he has used this tactic to get anyone to sing as he pokes and probes the brain causing involuntary bodily responses. This process will always result in the victims death as Trespass brings death in an instant by severing the brain stem, though this is not after he abuses the victim for a indeterminate amount of time. He also uses his vast knowledge of the nervous system to reek havoc on the body, causing pain and an humiliation to the victim as he causes the body to rebel and act in a manner that the victim has zero control over.

     Trespass has long given up his do no harm oath and only serves as a callous architect for the Brotherhood as their go to guy for interrogation, he has zero remorse and care about anything he does to anyone who ends up on his table. The only guarantee is that death will be the resulting aftermath, though during the process he will be inflicting new levels of pain upon the victim that death will seem like a reward. The actions of Trespass are so vile that they have actually been outlawed throughout the world and have actually caused the worlds court to rewrite the rules of engagement as well as what is considered inhuman, they are more willing to accept the actions of the Deaths Hand over the workings of Trespass. This man was once a noble medical professional and now he is nothing more then a villain and most hated doctor in the world. Though for Trespass this is only part of his duties and his actual post within the Brotherhood is an assassin, a hunter of the guilty and seeker of those that have wronged America and serve the unholy trinity. As much as Trespass is a danger and threat if he gets you his table, his skills as an infiltrator are legendary and their isn’t a security system that has been able to keep him out and no one has ever survived an encounter with Trespass. This man can become one with the shadows an seems to have a unique ability to walk within the shadows using them as a secondary access point. He can become as intangible as the shadows and become one with the night. Trespass uses this ability to sneak up on his target and thats when he begins his deadly strike, once Trespass is within arms reach of his target all he needs to do is pierce his target once with a needle and he will have complete and absolute control over the offenders body. One single needle strike and Trespass owns your very body, not from any toxin or medication, no from the victims own nerve clusters. This is how he brings down many a target, and can do it silently once he has the target stuck he can do whatever he wants including getting the subject to slice their own throat or swallow their own tongue causing death from asphyxia.

      Only if the subject is lucky or Trespass is pressed for time, will death be quick and mostly painless as he kills with quick strike with his knife severing the spinal column or the head. Leaving a decapitated body behind to strike fear into the witnesses, or causing the victim a slow and painful death as the drown in there own blood from internal bleeding and left to fester in their own urine and faecal matter as there bodies revolt and death is unpreventable and the subject and the witnesses must sit by and watch as death comes crawling unable to ease the pain and just watch. This is why when it comes to Trespass the only word I can come up with is RUN, this man is a slow and precise surgeon of death and yes he might eventually catch up to you, but it might by you the time you need to pay off the bounty that lured him to take you down. Though if you are a UCAS national or supporter of the UCAS no amount of money will prevent Trespass from coming after you. This man is a hunter of man and he has zero remorse, and after reading about Trespass’s past I can understand why he holds discontent and hatred deep within his heart. I can understand why this man does what he does and why he became the monster we know today.

      So in conclusion when it comes to Trespass, there is only one fact we can hold self evident and that is he is a heartless killer and will do whatever he desires to bring down his prey. This man is focused on crippling the UCAS and making sure the False Flag comes crumbling down, their is no one alive that can capture or bring this man to an end. Trespass has been trained by some of the Brotherhood’s best and has been fighting against the Unholy Trinity for over fifty years, so whatever you do never under estimate Trespass. This man might seem to be a selfless old man that couldn’t harm a fly, but you couldn’t be more wrong. Trespass sold his soul along time ago and is a hardened torturer, interrogator and killer the soulless black eyes of his are looking into the abyss and he reveals in hearing people scream. So this is one trespasser that you never want to find in your domicile as he will surly bring down his subject and trespass not only on private property, he will trespass within your own body.

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