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| Athrun Zala is an Imperial Fighter pilot currently serving in the Imperial Forces of the Clan Scholae Palatinae. Although Palpatine's Empire had fractured many years ago, the influence of the Empire still lingered on the galaxy in the form of various Imperial remnants. While the Republic had been the dominating power, Athrun's family was more exposed to the political side, or possibly the propaganda, spread by the new Empire, and thus when he was 18 years of age, he enlisted in its ranks.
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| He quickly found his profiency at the controls of fighters, and having been taught at an early age how to fly freighters gave him an edge in his fighter training. He was one of the top graduates of his class, and assigned to one of the Clan's Star Destroyers. He fought in numerous skirmishes and battles over the course of his enlistment, and while he occasionally jumped a rank or two, he remained somewhat oblivious to the overall scheme of things, such as the Dark Jedi and the collective brotherhood of ideals and power. At least until the day he was awakened.
| | Athrun was born on Coruscant to Patrick and Lenore. His father had been an Imperial diplomat, and his mother hailed from Corellia, also a supporter of the Imperial regime. As a result, he was raised to love the Empire, even if it was devastated by the defeat at Endor. His father worked hard for his Imperial contacts to further the Empire's support, and Athrun hoped one day to do his part in returning the Empire to its former glory. |
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| He'd always had a vague sense that he could reach farther and higher if he really tried. But he had always tried in the cockpit, trying to be a better combatant than the rest of his fleetmates. Occasionally he would get a certain rush in battle, that was best described by him as time slowing down, with things becoming clearer; when to attack and when not, when to move and how to avoid being blasted into a million pieces. He'd never actually dreamed he could go beyond his physical power and become a force to be reckoned with. | | He attended a small time military school to ingrain some discipline in him (something Athrun didn't feel he needed), before he joined an Imperial Academy geared towards flying starfighters. As he had been taught to fly a small freighter by his father, Athrun felt he was quite proficient, and a Naval branch was the perfect place to pursue a career. It led to a minor amount of arrogance on his part, and annoyance from fellow trainees, but other than a few scuffles, he had a mostly flawless record. He graduated in the top 10 of his class, but not at the top as he had initially hoped; his pride had prevented him from doing as well as he felt he could have. |
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| Of course when he was first approached, he'd scoffed at the idea. He'd never believed in Sith or Jedi, and he didn't believe in the myths surrounding their powers. Of course a quick demonstration proved that there were powers beyond his comprehension, but even seeing wasn't believing. He didn't believe "he" could. Still, he was curious, and he finally took a leave of absence to attend the Shadow Academy. | | He fought in numerous skirmishes and battles over the course of his enlistment, though none of them were terribly groundbreaking. In fact he felt frustrated by his lack of accomplishment, even though he had been promoted several times since he had been assigned. He could do more, he could do better, he had to try harder than this. Of course it may have been where he was assigned had no greater impact on the galaxy other than occasionally fighting a pirate ship he'd found when out on patrol. Still, he felt he was far better than his squad mates, and often kept a record of his kills to gloat about over drinks. |
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| | One day, during an inspection, he had his first look at what the officers called a Dark Jedi. He wore black robes and a hood, with only a cylindrical device at his waist. He wasn't sure if it was a recording device or what, and wondered where his weapons were. A friend of his said that he didn't need any weapons, as he had magic. Athrun hardly believed that this robed old looking human male could do anything more than point his finger menacingly at someone, though he supposed he might fit the description of a pot stirring chanting looney. |
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| | When the Jedi stopped in front of him and told him he had a rare gift, but that he would need proper instruction to harness it, Athrun just stared at him. Given that Athrun was dressed in his fighter garb at that time, holding his helmet, and preparing to head for the pilot's lounge, he remarked, "I can fly a fighter pretty darn well, how about yourself?" His friend, standing there with him at the time, nudged him nervously, telling him not to speak disrespectfully to the Dark Jedi, as his powers were terrible and dangerous. The man looked amused by this exchange, saying he didn't need a fighter, as he had the force at his command. Athrun scoffed at the idea of dark magic, saying he didn't believe in it, and doubted there was anything the Dark Jedi could teach him. He even dared the robed man to prove to him that he could use this "force" he kept referring to. The Dark Jedi complied, and the last thing Athrun remembered was a blast of blueish looking lightning and a debilitating surge of pain. He later awoke in the medical bay with a dull aching sensation in his limbs. |
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Character Summary.
Biography
Life Before the Brotherhood
Athrun was born on Coruscant to Patrick and Lenore. His father had been an Imperial diplomat, and his mother hailed from Corellia, also a supporter of the Imperial regime. As a result, he was raised to love the Empire, even if it was devastated by the defeat at Endor. His father worked hard for his Imperial contacts to further the Empire's support, and Athrun hoped one day to do his part in returning the Empire to its former glory.
He attended a small time military school to ingrain some discipline in him (something Athrun didn't feel he needed), before he joined an Imperial Academy geared towards flying starfighters. As he had been taught to fly a small freighter by his father, Athrun felt he was quite proficient, and a Naval branch was the perfect place to pursue a career. It led to a minor amount of arrogance on his part, and annoyance from fellow trainees, but other than a few scuffles, he had a mostly flawless record. He graduated in the top 10 of his class, but not at the top as he had initially hoped; his pride had prevented him from doing as well as he felt he could have.
He fought in numerous skirmishes and battles over the course of his enlistment, though none of them were terribly groundbreaking. In fact he felt frustrated by his lack of accomplishment, even though he had been promoted several times since he had been assigned. He could do more, he could do better, he had to try harder than this. Of course it may have been where he was assigned had no greater impact on the galaxy other than occasionally fighting a pirate ship he'd found when out on patrol. Still, he felt he was far better than his squad mates, and often kept a record of his kills to gloat about over drinks.
One day, during an inspection, he had his first look at what the officers called a Dark Jedi. He wore black robes and a hood, with only a cylindrical device at his waist. He wasn't sure if it was a recording device or what, and wondered where his weapons were. A friend of his said that he didn't need any weapons, as he had magic. Athrun hardly believed that this robed old looking human male could do anything more than point his finger menacingly at someone, though he supposed he might fit the description of a pot stirring chanting looney.
When the Jedi stopped in front of him and told him he had a rare gift, but that he would need proper instruction to harness it, Athrun just stared at him. Given that Athrun was dressed in his fighter garb at that time, holding his helmet, and preparing to head for the pilot's lounge, he remarked, "I can fly a fighter pretty darn well, how about yourself?" His friend, standing there with him at the time, nudged him nervously, telling him not to speak disrespectfully to the Dark Jedi, as his powers were terrible and dangerous. The man looked amused by this exchange, saying he didn't need a fighter, as he had the force at his command. Athrun scoffed at the idea of dark magic, saying he didn't believe in it, and doubted there was anything the Dark Jedi could teach him. He even dared the robed man to prove to him that he could use this "force" he kept referring to. The Dark Jedi complied, and the last thing Athrun remembered was a blast of blueish looking lightning and a debilitating surge of pain. He later awoke in the medical bay with a dull aching sensation in his limbs.
The Dark Jedi later stopped in when the medics were clearing Athrun for duty. Few words were exchanged, and Athrun felt a little intimidated now that he knew what he could fling about. The Dark Jedi told him that his transport would be leaving in a few hours for the Shadow Academy, and suggested that if Athrun wanted to be on it, he should leave his pride at the door. He didn't quite believe in the myth of an all powerful force, but he was curious as to this gift the robed one said he had, and so took a leave of absence to attend this Shadow Academy.
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