Morales Trest

Name: Morales Trest (Morales B-611)

DOB: 11-01-2526

Nick Name: REDEYE



Nationality: Forgotten Colony, His family were descendants of Latin Americans on Earth. They Kept their culture and deep traditions with them. This leads to his knowledge in multiple languages as Spanish proved to be a Natural Ability for Building upon an understand of different languages.

Hair: Kept at a medium length, hangs to about the tip of his ears. Brunette



Eyes: Dark Green



Height: 7’0 (8’3 in suit)



Spartan Generation: Spartan 3



Armor Description: Experimental SPI armor that has been modified to replicate the strength and durability of the MJOLNIR armor but keep its original stealth design with more energy friendly reflective plating and shield.

Weapons:
-Standard Issue Combat Knife

-x2 M9 High-Explosive Dual-Purpose grenade

-(Optional: Silenced) M392 Designated Marksman Rifle with adjustable range finder and scope (thermal vision setting)

-(Optional: Silenced) Sub-machine gun

-Optional: Silenced) M6G model ‘B’ variant


BIO:
As a child living on a Colony far from Earth, Morales knew a simple life. Educated the best he could by a scholar mother for his smarts and taught the foundation of Hard work by a Farmer Father. He grew up tending the fields when he needed to, even helping with the livestock. Creating a powerful bond with his Parents and Siblings. Although he was a bit on the Younger side at the time, he remembered their faces and personalities.

All of this changed for the worst at age 10 in 2536 when a Covenant Raid hit their colony hard. Even though the USNC Marine Corps had soldiers there, his older brother one of them, they were steamrolled by the superior enemy forces. He watched on as everything he knew was destroyed within hours. He was saved by a SPARTAN-II known as JAWS, Later identified as Bryant-089, when an Elite stormed their house and slaughtered everyone inside. Only saving Morales by mere seconds. For the rest of his life, Morales swore his loyalty and dedication to him. He was evacuated with many other children of the same age, many of them were orphaned as well. Although they were all different souls they all shared one thing, a burning hatred for the Covenant. Something the folks at ONI would be caught by.

Soon enough a letter and a recruiter came to their group. Asking if they wanted to have purpose, to be great, and to hit back. Even though some of them were very young, they all knew collectively that this was the right thing to do. So training started. For years he trained Mentally, Physically, and Emotionally. Learning to become stronger and to constantly push past the limit. Quickly becoming one of the best in his Group of hundreds. He was destined for something greater than the Marines, seen as a prodigy he was selected for the SPARTAN-III program joining others in the BETA-COMPANY. Though he was extremely young, he was very impressionable. In an experiment conducted under wraps to see the psychology and effectiveness of soldiers raised around battle. Even under immense stress and change. These developed traits in him that proved to be above average in most SPARTAN-III’s.

He thought, adopted to change, worked harder, and become more efficient 100% quicker than recruits his age and above by 5 years. He regularly studied and personally improved many of the USNC and SPARTAN battle strategies over the years. It was until he was 18 that he was paired with a small fireteam, “Apricot” that he saw the reality of change and stress while on their feet. Even though he trained and studied his whole life for this moment, it was nothing like the simulations and training. Left and right, his friends were dying while trying to achieve the objective. If it wasn’t for his take over of control during a firefight, him and his team would be fertilizer on that planet. His excellence and bravery in combat earned him a spot on an official USNC Operation, OPERATION: CARTWHEEL. Where he, again, proved his battle potential and bravery. This moved him up far in Rank. Just Bellow Petty-Officer. He would be unexpectedly pulled from BETA COMPANY to join a Squad of like-talented individuals. Much to his surprise, an old friend of his,BRYANT-089, was also recently moved there. Hoping for the best and a successful Squad, he was more than delighted to be used to his fullest potential.