Owens “Spyder” Klopeck (Ozone)

Membership: Railroad

Race: Human (F.I.P)

Height: 5’8

Weight: 180

Apparent Age: 40+

    Actual Age: Unknown

Archetype: Cybered Gunslinger Adept (Cyber Criminal)

    Circle: Unknown (Assumed Beyond Lethal)

Preferred Weapon: Repeating Winchester & Colt Peacemaker .45

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BIO

Well this one has just appeared on my desk and let me tell you Ozone is one crazy dude but and there is always a but……he is a Railroad assassin and normally works alongside the infamous X13 and we know what he is all about. Owens here has a pretty unique story and one also that has been told more than a handful of times, it seems to be a trend with these F.I.P (Federal Immortality Program of 1851) bastards. Owens actual birth records are way to faded and smudged to decipher and seeing the only records come from his F.I.P file and there is no birth certificate on file; your guess is as good as mine. Now we know he was in the US Army during the Korean Conflict (1950 – 1953) and was injected with the F.I.P serum during boot and from what records we have that was in June of 1950 and his first discharge would come in June of 1953 one month before the conflicts end. He would end up back in the saddle again September 1969 and it wouldn’t be till March of 1975 before he would end up discharged do to injury…for an F.I.P to be discharged for injury, you know it has to be bad…real bad. Since he returned stateside Owens would go onto live a very interesting life and one that will be shared somewhat in this article and I will as well be going into a bit of his military career, I will be bouncing around a bit with Owens and I will keep you abreast to where we are in the story of Ozone.

As for his age and where he was born is totally unknown and his documents have either aged to dust or they are illegible for even a troll, he first shows up on the scene just before the Korean War in 1949. Owens was a musician and one that bucked the norms, he did things with his guitar that well angered and frightened the people of that time and his lyrics where way ahead of there time…so the long and short of it Owens would be chased out numerous towns, be jailed in a few, and get into a few gunfights for he was feared by the religious. We know that he joined the US Army in June of 1950 and volunteered for infantry and wanted to be in the legendary 82nd Airborne and we know that he joined the US Army not by choice and by court order; Owens had pushed one to many buttons and put one to many holes in someone.

He would be the model solider, he did as he was ordered and would excel during basic training and for his reward he would be given the cursed FIP shot into his rear. Owens would never rise above the rank of Staff Sargant and he would never receive any of the awards and medals he truly deserved and still does. He would be wounded countless times and even serve alongside some FIP legends in the mountains of Korea; Legends like Sherman Willard, Rusty Palpatine, Orson White, William Gunn, and Gunner Kirby; I mean seriously those bastards are legends and yet I am supposed to hate them. He would be put through hell numerous times and keep going back for more, though he owes his life to his commanding officer. In 1952 during the heat of the fighting Owens was up on the 38th parallel fighting in the mountains with his 82nd brothers, the fighting was intense and the men where dug in deep and ordered to hold the line at all costs and well many good men and boys would loose there lives during that battle.

Owens and another squad leader would be dug in deep and fighting for there lives, the problem was Owens didn’t speak a lick of Korean and he sure and hell didn’t understand Mandarin…all GI’s (Government Issue) ended up understanding some, but that was still very limited. During a lull in the fighting the enemy could be heard giving orders and the other squad leader and acting CO (commanding officer) Master Sargant David Klopeck…(yes the name is the same, and that will be an enigma in this article; it seems that Owens used a fake surname when he was in the military and would dump it once out of the US Army.) So David would here the North Korean soldiers barking orders and he knew they were about to fire a rocket straight into Owens hole, David knew Owens didn’t know what was about to happen and so David started running and yelling for Owens and the other GI’s to exit the hole…according to the records David reached the hole, got Owens and the other two GI’s out of the hole in the nick of time and was rewarded with being on the receiving of an explosion.

David would crawl to cover and fight like hell with a wounded Owens until reinforcements arrived, once the main force finished moving through the area and they were able to repeal the enemy at least only temporally. Owens and David would be both sent to a MASH unit and it seemed that was the injury to send the grizzled F.I.P bastard Klopeck packing while Owens would end up fighting for another year thereabouts until he too would have a moment of heroism that would save countless soldiers lives and yet send him home grievously injured and wishing for death. He would end up stateside dumped in NYC penniless, homeless, and with only his rucksack and his guitar; Owens learned a valuable lesson about not ricking the boat…though he would soon forget this lesson numerous times throughout his long life up to and including pissing off everyone in Midland Iowa in 1987.

Throughout the 50’s and 60’s Owens would find his grove in the city, playing guitar on the street and singing the hits and some good old classics to make enough money to eat and pay his rent. He worked as a session guitarist and would go by many different stage names throughout the era, he would work alongside some of the greats and drinking and drugging to forget about the nightmares and pain that tormented him. Woodstock 1969 would be Owens last act as a rock n’ roller as he would be recalled to service come September 1969 and he would once again be put through hell and sent through the meat grinder numerous time and would fight alongside the Montgomery Palpatine, Wilhuff Palpatine, Tullius Kissinger, and would even be saved during a really bad ambush by Tullius Kissinger and Tullius’s heroic action is on the record within the UCAS Senate do to his testimony before the Armed Services Committee. Lets just say Owens time in the jungle wasn’t easy and would further traumatize this F.I.P bastard and somehow he has kept himself of skid row or ending up riding the heroine train to the grave like so many others before him.

Come 1975 Owens would find himself once again stateside and this time he would be dumped in Hollywood California, once again homeless, only his ruck, and this time he had some money as it seems the US War Department was generous this time. Owens would once again pick up where he left off with his music and drugs, he poured his heart and soul into his music, and now was the time for Owens to shine the 1970’s and 1980’s were ready for Spyder or as he is better known now Ozone. Spyder would grow out his hair, grow some facial hair, get pierced, and all tatted up; he would find a group of talented musicians and take Sunset Boulevard by storm. He would end up meeting up with his future wife and mother of his children…though neither of them would know that at the time. Owens would simply become known as Spyder the Wild One, he would party hard, and shred harder; his lyrics powerful and his singing mesmerizing, and it wouldn’t be long before his band would be signed and “Hellfire” would take the world by storm in the late 1970’s and early 1980’s.

The band would explode in 1979 with there epic album “Unfinished Business” and do to it’s sound and how it pissed off the adults…yup instant success and from there Hellfire would tour around the world, the band would release three more albums and by 1983 they would be struck with tragedy when there drummer and bass player would be killed in a motor vehicle accident while driving drunk….lets just say they killed the other driver and passengers, and there where no survivors; one would think that this would help a metal band into popularity, but all it did was sideline them and for Owens and his guitarist Lita this would be the end of “Hellfire” and they would say there goodbyes, and after the funerals of there friends they would leave Hollywood and travel around the United States before settling down in Midland Iowa and find themselves in a small town that thought it was still 1950 and not 1984.

Once in Midland Owens would once again return to his old tricks, he prayed on the fears and ignorance of the locals and would do odd jobs to make ends meat and it wouldn’t be till he answered an add for a singer needed and history would once again be written within Midland Iowa. Owens and Lita would end forming the band “Murder Incorporated” with local kids and Steve Wilson; honestly if it wasn’t for the chemistry between Steve, Owens, and Lita that band would have been nothing. Though this band was all the rage in Iowa and by 1987 they had already recorded a demo and where selling out local shows, though this was not without it’s troubles for the band from the locals. “Murder Incorporated” was a Thrash/Rock hybrid and for some reason it worked and they created a very unique and memorable sound and seeing all the writing was done by Steve, Owens, and Lita…yeah they were the band and the others where back up. They would be hassled by the police…only hassled was new for Spyder and even when there was trouble it was nothing like what he faced decades prior.

Now for Owens his entire world would change July 4th weekend 1987, “Murder Incorporated” would win the Midland “Battle of the Bands” contest during the annual Independence Day celebration that included parties, carnivals, parades, picnics, and fireworks…plus an annual battle of the bands contest that “Murder Incorporated” had lost the 2 years and the figured they would lose again. Owens and Lita would collect the winnings and when they went to look for Steve he was gone, turns out he was looking for his little brother Todd Wilson. During the Fireworks grand finale, while the band played patriotic tunes, a old abandoned farmhouse was about to explode and the accident would take the lives of Steven and Todd Wilson. The deaths of both Steve and Todd would almost destroy Owens and Lita, they looked at Steve as a kid brother and Todd was the “Little King” as they called him, he was the baby brother they helped look after. The biggest issue would end being Steve’s dad Curtis Wilson as he would throw all the blame for his son’s death directly at Owens and make his life a living hell. Curtis Wilson is a deeply religious abusive man and believed that Owens had made a deal with Satan in sacrificing his son to the devil and the explosion was the devils “Hellfire” sent to claim there bodies and souls.

Yeah that was a mouthful, but for some middle older religious American…the lines can be drawn by the crazy and in the 1980’s they had the crazy in abundance. Murder Incorporated would eventually break up in 1989 and Owens and Lita would go onto other projects and keep there friends legacy alive through there music, the back up members Jud and Hank would never be able to fully recover without Steve and they would leave the band in 1989 feeling the pressure from their families to avoid the Devil’s Duo. Spyder and Lita would pack up and leave Midland in September of 1989 and find there way into Las Vegas, got hitched, and simply vanished into the music business…it is said that Owens vanished and Ozone emerged, as we next learn of Ozone when he shows up in NYC in 1999 and having a Coney Island with the likes of Maxwell Irving, and William Gunn…rumors are that the Brooklyn Bombers were meeting for some operation, and for Owens to be one of them; makes more sense then you think. FIP truly never retire, they get better over time and yes their bodies are racked with pain, their minds ruined, and their consciences missing (well sort off) and they are always one call away from being conscripted back into service.

If we go by the traditions of the 401st Brooklyn Bombers we can narrow it down to Owens was born in NY or lived in NYC…and we already know that; so don’t read to deep into things, also Addison Mayweather is a Bomber and he is a Bostonian through and through. Though what bothers me is that this guy is a master of……oh dear god, I think I found the missing link here; Owens is a Bomber as he always changes his names, his appearance changes through the years, and he has truly infiltrated the music business but we have no idea where he is.