Name: Charles Stewart
Age: 31
Nationality: 50 % american and 50 % british
Occupation: Unemployed
Background: Charles was just another kid who lived a happy life with his parents in a quiet and friendly suburbia near Los Angeles. Charles was not a loner or anything, he had quite a lot of friends at school and he was willing to stand up for those that were bullied or harrassed. At school, Charles turned out to be quite adept at chemistry and tailoring, although he did not make any dumb outfits or any strange drinks that would leave you with spots and a rash or worse.

However all of that came to a bloody end when he was 18, that was when the Bleedout happened. All the oil wells in the Middle East suddenly ran dry and the price for oil reached levels never seen before. It lead to riots and loitering and the suburbia where Charles lived was one of those places that saw these riots and loitering. A group of junkies broke into his home and killed his parents while looking for money and valuables.

Charles was outside tending the garden when he heard his mom scream in horror and then a gunshot. He rushed inside to see these madmen that were high on some sort of drug standing over her dead body and Charles was even more shocked when he saw that his dad had been shot in the head and was lying slumped against the wall with blood running down his face. Charles became enraged and grabbed a haunting rifle that they had in the living room and he shot the junkies while shouting profane words at them.

None of the junkies ever got out of the house alive. When Charles saw from the entrance hall window that the entire suburbia was in flames, he realised that he could not stay there anymore. With a last look at his dead parents, he cried until he could cry no more. He then quickly grabbed as much ammo he could carry as well as food and medicine, he had to get away. He quickly jumped on his motorcycle and drove as quickly as he could, while avoiding any burning car wreckages and people fighting on the street, away from the suburbian battlefield.

While he was speeding along the highways, he listened to the radio and he was shocked to hear about the sudden disapperance of oil. All the oil wells had suddenly run dry and even the ones in USA were dry with no explanation as to why and how.

Charles spent several weeks on the road, stopping every now and then to conserve the fuel in his motorcycle. Eventually his bike ran out of gas and night had fallen. He thought he was done for, no gas and his supplies were running low, he knew he would not last very long without something over his head and something to eat as well.

But then suddenly the music that was playing on the radio was interrupted by an emergency transmission. The female voice urged everyone in the west coast to head to a city called Sunrise City, she went on about that it was safe and there was enough supplies for everyone that came there. Charles' eyes went wide in surprise. It was like devine intervention. The female voice then spoke of where Sunrise City was located and Charles was even more surprised at that its location was not too far from his current position. He quickly grabbed his supplies and headed in the direction of the city. When he came there, he saw a big wall surronding a city that was bustling with life and sounds. He then saw a huge gate that was guarded by several men in blue jackets, pants and caps with bulletproof vests. They were armed with shotguns, sniper rifles and assault rifles. Charles carefully approached the guard post with his hands raised in the air, one of the signs said that anyone that approach the area must hold their hands in clear view. The guards that were on the ground approached Charles and frisked him for anything illegal, they qustioned him about the haunting rifle on his back and Charles told them about how he ended up here. The guards went back to the little guard house and spoke with someone on a radio, then one of them looked up and made a gesture that indicated that he was allowed to enter. And so the gates slowly opened with a loud metal grinding noise that made everyone gringe a little. As the gate was fully opened, Charles' eyes were nearly blinded by the neonlights and other types of lights that were on the buildings. Charles was urged by the guards to quickly get inside before they would be attacked by a bandit-like type of band called Rogues.

The guards quickly explained that they were like the villains in the Mad Max movies, they were wearing american football protection gear that they had modified with spikes and they were very dangerous due to that they were quite insane as well. Charles did not encounter any of them when he had made his way to the gate, but they more then likely were on their way.

So Charles quickly went inside and saw the gate close behind him. After he had managed to settle down in an apartment, he began to think as to what he would do now. He thought about doing some jobs and the next day, he began a new life that was different from the one he had lived before.
He started doing jobs for some shady figures, some of the jobs involved getting an item that had been either left behind when the riots began or to pick up a delivery item. Most of the people he worked for were members of criminal gangs, but he had no other choice as any normal job in the city was already taken by others. Eventually he met a man by the name of Pilot who he quickly developed a close bond with.

Pilot told him that there were some dark secrets hiding underneath the city and he said that Charles had already gained a rep for being a man who got the job done, so it would be easy for him to nestle in with some of the higher ups of the gangs. And during his investigation, Charles learned the truth about the Bleedout.
It had been caused by an oil eating bacteria that had been unleashed by eco terrorists, and they had gotten it from a greedy business man who wanted to have the monopoly on the oil market.

The oil eating bacteria had not been designed for this sort of use though, it was to have been used at disasters like oil tankers running aground and leaking oil to prevent major ecological damage.

The man responsible for creating the bacteria hanged himself after word finally came out about his involvment.
And even more shocking was that the bacteria had mutated into a pollen that found its way into people via the lungs and made them more resistant to pain and more durable. Charles learned from Pilot that both he and Pilot had the same type of pain resistance and durability.

Charles was shocked but then glad that it wasn't some super virus or anything and the fact that it was responsible for him getting through several ambushes with not much trouble.
But then when he was 31 years old, something strange happened around Sunrise City.
Trees suddenly surrounded the city and seagrass made it impossible for ships to leave the harbor.
And even more disturbing was the fact that the vegetation would regrow within seconds of being cut down.

People were getting panicked, nobody could raise anyone outside of the city due to some sort of interfernce.
But then a group of mechanics managed to create a truck that ran on electricty and was able to cut down the vegetation fast enough for it to pass through.
Charles was quick to volounter for the dangerous task and both the mayor and the people that were present were amazed at how quickly Charles volountered.

He then went packed enough supplies for him to last a couple of weeks in military style cases, one of them was a freezer bag for the food he was going to have with him.
Then he left the city, with all his friends and other people standing and shouting good luck and other various words of encouragment.

Charles cut through the vegetation with relative ease and eventually he made it through to the other side.
But the first thing he met on the other side was nothing he had ever expected to encounter.

They looked like rats, except they were abnormally large and their snouts looked like if the flesh had rotten away to reveal the bones in the front of the snout as well as the claws.
But they were not undead creatures, Charles could see them breathing and they had darkred eyes with no pupil.
Charles was attacked by these creatures, but he managed to kill them off with ease and he continued his journey with caution.

He followed a canyon until he saw something white in the distance, he decided to take a closer look.
The white object he had seen was a building that looked like straight out of a sci-fi movie
It was white with what looked like a landing pad for some sort of aircraft.
But then suddenly Charles' vehicle was surronded by men in white and black suits of armor.
He quickly gave himself up to them, the weapons they were carrying looked more dangerous then the light machine gun, assault rifle, shotgun and pistol that he had packed away in
one of the cases.

This would eventually lead to him meeting the leader of the group that was called Providence and becoming part of the group to help them fight the creatures that they call E.V.O.s

Personality: Charles is at most times a cheerful and helpful man who isn't afraid to stand up for his friends if they are in trouble. He tends to be a bit goofy at times and it has sometimes lent him a lot of trouble.

Special skills: Charles is something of an expert now at chemistry and tailoring. He is also very good at handling firearms and this has helped him in many situations.
The pollen inside his body makes him more resistant to pain and more durable. A bullet that hits him isn't as painful as it was before, but it still stings quite a bit.

Weakness: Since Charles is not infected by the nanites like everyone else, this makes him more exposed in battles against the much stronger E.V.O.s that lurk out there.

This pic was done by Deviantdeath6910 on DeviantART as a request.
It is my CrimeCraft character as a fan character in the cartoon show Generator Rex.