War Within

Dossier: Anna “Ballistic” Hanson

Name Hanson, Anna
Callsign Ballistic
Origin USA, Texas
Gender Female
Background United States Army,
82nd Airborne Division
Code 3-1-8-1-12-6

Tactical appraisal

Anna is always ready to work hard to earn the recognition of people around her, and has zero tolerance towards strong abusing the weak. “Going ballistic” on everyone who even remotely looks like a bully is how she got her callsign.

When going gets tough, Anna becomes full of grim determination to survive. Few things can compare to hell she has already been through, and she has to survive to prove that it was not in vain.

Personal life

Anna’s parents were anthropologists, and they spent a lot of time away on research trips, trying to make contact with isolated tribes of indigenous peoples of South America.

Anna spent most of her early childhood under the care of her grandmother, Kathryn, and missed her parents dearly, and whenever they were around, begged to take her with them.

They agreed when she turned six years old, and as the fate would have it, this was the trip when they finally were able to find an isolated tribe in Amazon rainforest.

That particular tribe was recently attacked and displaced by drug traffickers, and when they saw Anna’s parents, they killed them on sight, assuming they were affiliated.

Scared and crying lump of Anna curling on her mother’s body has made the tribesmen realize their mistake, but it was too late to do anything about it.

As their honor demanded it, the tribe took Anna under their care. Surrounded by weird and unfamiliar people who killed her parents before her very eyes, little Anna closed in and shut down.

Soon the harsh life of the displaced tribe became even harder: many of the tribesmen began falling ill, having contracted diseases from Anna to which they had no immunity.

The tribe took that as divine punishment for coming in contact with outsiders, many of the tribesmen began speaking in favor of killing Anna or at least getting rid of her, but the chief insisted that doing so would dishonor them, and ordered to accept the girl.

Some of the tribesmen obeyed, but the rest treated Anna with outright hostility, poking her with sticks and shooing her away while the chief wasn’t looking.

Banished from their ancestral grounds, sickly, dying and starving, torn apart by internal conflict, the tribe has been wandering the rainforest for three years when they were finally found by a band of mercenaries hired by Kathryn, Anna’s grandmother.

Mercenaries approached the tribe, and attacked at the first sign of aggression towards themselves, killing most of the tribe and driving off the few survivors into the jungle.

By the time Anna finally returned home, she was little more than a skeleton, weak, emotionally stunted and barely able to talk. Kathryn, was mortified to see her beloved granddaughter, once a giggly blond angel, reduced to such a condition.

Kathryn vowed to raise Anna no matter what, which seemed to be an insurmountable challenge: severe emotional trauma and years of living in harsh conditions have nearly made her autistic, and Kathryn had spent most of her money and health on raising funds to hire the search parties. 

It took them many years, but eventually Anna made a nearly complete recovery, mostly thanks to Kathryn’s love and care. Occasional nightmare and violent hatred for rainforests and their inhabitants remained the seldom reminders of the atrocities she had to endure. Kathryn lived to see her vow fulfilled, dying shortly after Anna’s eighteenth birthday.

Anna had no more living relatives, no way to afford college education, and soon – not even a place to live. As she was trying to decide what to do with herself, Anna’s thoughts drifted to all the 4th of July parades she and Kathryn went on.

Anna remembered the reverence with which civilians treated veterans, and wanted the same for herself. After years of being mistreated by savages, followed by even more years of slowly and painfully learning to live again, Anna wanted to be a part of the society, to be respected, even feared.

Joining the Army seemed like a natural decision.