Wade King

Rank: 
Commander
Species: 
Betazoid
Position label: 
Strategic Operations Officer
Build: Athletic
Hair Color : Light Brown, kept short wavy, and lightly styled to appear almost unstyled and naturally messy.
Eye Color: Black
Measurements
Chest – 45 in or 114 cm
Arms / Biceps – 15 in or 38 cm
Waist – 32 in or 81 cm
Appearance: His physique is that of a professional athlete, extreme sports practitioner, or action hero. Wade is absolutely shredded, he lives at about 8% body fat(Think the Spartans in 300). Wade takes much care to keep all scars to a minimum and has the removed when ever possible, no tattoos or other identifying marks as well. Twice yearly he has his entire body cleared of moles freckles etc. As well he has all body hair removed.
Family:
Mother - Cecily King - Living Miami, Dade, Florida, Earth
Father - Hollander King - Deceased(Death Ruled Suicide, results Questionable)
Brother - Michael King - Living, Currently Residing on Risa
Ex-Wife - Fiona King - Whereabouts unknown, Wanted for Questioning in Several Star Systems
Known Associates -
Narilik, Suliban, Arms Dealer, Starfleet Intelligence Asset
William ‘Billy’ Davis - Former Marine Special Recon, now gun for hire
Hark - Ferengi Money Lender/Financier
Juve - Cardassian Information Broker
Indigo November - Unknown - Information Broker
Talus Latham - Romulan Tal’Shiar
History:
Childhood:
Young life was not the best for young Wade, his Father Hollander King was an Alcoholic, a paranoiac, and an all around hard man. He expected a lot from his boys. The Discipline was as hard as the work. From a very young age, Hollander trained Wade in the tricks and techniques that Hollander had acquirred first as a Marine, and then refined as a Mercenary. The booze made Hollander mean, Wade was able to keep that mostly focused on himself and off his little brother Micheal. Most of which Micheal does not remember. Cecily does though, but pretends life was not that bad.
Teen Years:
Wade spent most of his time away from home between the years of Thirteen till he was Sixteen, mostly sent to Survival Camps, and Boys schools. These schools were not like Pearson Prep, where the worst you had to worry about was a Swirlie, or a wedgie. These were hard places, schools for kids whose parents had the money to keep them out of trouble, but not the inclination to keep said delinquent at home. Kids that had committed murder, rape, and other acts of violence. The ones that were not there hiding from legal troubles had mental problems that created violent tendencies. These were schools where you spent each day expecting to get stabbed in the shower, or jumped in the lunch line. It was a school full of Predators. It created a hard, aware, and skilled fighter out of Wade. Wade returned home after his fathers apparent, if questionable Suicide. Wade did not care which it was, the old man was dead, and that part of his life was now over. Though his mother has never asked, and never will, she harbors a belief that Wade was somehow part of what happened to her husband Hollander. A man she loved but scared her nearly as much as the young man Wade had turned into.
Young Adult: It was his young Adult years that became the turning point in his life. Wade was able to enlist in Starfleet at the Age of 17, he did not set off for the Academy, but for Security School, as a crewman, he was trained, in the Basics, then went through the Advanced VIP protection school. It was during that time that he met a Marine Officer named William Davis, Billy as he was called by friends, was 15 maybe 16 years older than Wade, and saw where this kid was headed. Wade was a smart kid, resourceful, and skilled, if under educated. You could fix Education was Billy’s opinion. That was how Billy convinced Wade to apply, and take the test for the Academy. There were always slots available for those enlisted in Starfleet to make the Transition from Crew to Officer. As long as you were good enough. Wade studied hard for the test, since it asked for him to know many things that he just did not know. Wade not only absorbed the information readily he was able to recall and use it on the test. Passing it handily, and catching the eye of the Selection board as the facts about his education and life were learned. The board selected Wade, in a close vote of 4-3 in favor. The 3 ojectors citing his violent tendencies and criminal record as thier reasons to object. The door was opened and that was all that mattered, as Wade hit the Academy like a typhoon. Learning everything he could get his hands on. The physical parts of the Security officers course he had no issues with. It was the distance he was behind on the learning curve that slowed him down the most. By the time that he finished with the Academy no one would ever believe he had been the lowest graded student in first form, his placed up with the top of his class in fourth form. Overall he finished out in the top 25% of the class, having improved each year dramatically over the previous. Then it was time to select his next course of study with in the security field.
Many people think placement in the class rankings solely determined what advanced schools were offered to Cadets when they graduated to Ensign. That is not entirely true, mental evaluations mattered, Physical Evaluations mattered. Drive mattered. Mindset mattered. Everything mattered. Though Wade did not know this, and had resigned himself to supernumary security officer third shift USS Bumpkin Hills, or something equally tedious with his middle of the pack rankings. That was made it so shocking when he was approached by the Nightinggales, the Starfleet Pararescue, Prisoner Recovery Teams. They wanted a man like Wade, driven, hard working, intelligent, and dangerous. Anything was better than the Bumpkin, but this was gonna be awesome Wade decided. He trained hard, most of the skills he had already learned as a child. He knew how to live of the land when he had to, how to evade the enemy, track and find his quarry. When he graduated he was assigned to 9th Fleet, Admiral Charmangjar’s command, he was listed as both a PJ, and a Veep Scooter. Better known as a Parajumper, and VIP Protection Rated. That made Wade a busy and popular boy in the command staff. Due to his often tasking to protect high level diplomats he was given higher and higher security clearances. It did not take long for this to lead to conversations with Intelligence Officers, and assignments from Starfleet Intelligence. Wade could not tell you the day it happened, or even when the orders where official, he just woke up one day and no longer worked for the Admiral, but for some Captain that seemed to have as much power as the Admiral. On some task force, made up of officers that mostly did Courier work of highly classified materials between headquarters of the different fleets, that was his first official job in intelligence, and the last one that was simple.
Starfleet Career:
Graduate Starfleet Academy - Securtiy(VIP Security)
Trained - Starfleet Pararescue Recovery Team
Assigned to Starbase 57 and the Staff of Admiral Charmangjar as a member of his Personal security detail
Reassigned Strategic Operations 9th Fleet, USS Bernadine
Promoted to Lieutenant Jr Grade
Reassigned USS Toren as Intel Officer
Promoted to Lieutenant
-Redacted-
Promoted to Lieutenant Commander
-Redacted-
Promoted to Commander
Reassigned Section Chief Intelligence OED Sector
-Redacted-
-Burn Notice-
Reinstated Commander
Reassigned Outpost 42
Skills
Hand Disruptors– Master Marksman
Hand to Hand Combat – Master / Multi Cultural Student
Lingusitics – Fluency in multiple languages, Vulcan, Andorian, Romulan, Klingon, Cardassian, Ferengi, are amongst the listed languages, there might be more unlisted
Small Craft Piloting – Shuttles - High
Demolitions – High Expert
Security Systems – Master
First Aid - Special Ops Medic
Under Construction More to Come
Weight: 
195
Height: 
6‘2
Age: 
35