EDUCATION   LEVEL :      the   equivalent  of  a  masters  degree   in   history,     specifically   wartime  history
SPOKEN   LANGUAGES :      english,      german,      french,      asl  (american sign language),   veritonian.
OCCUPATION :      unemployed
KNOWN   ABILITIES :      

• mental   projection,      user can project their thoughts, consciousness, and emotions or that of others into reality, either as images, illusions or fully materialized creations; such as objects, materials and substances.      john is more practiced at this than bradly is.

• neurocognitive deficit,      user can often use a persons mind against them in a state of high stress or tension;   they can shut down a persons mind and render them unconscious.   it is never permanent and often only allowed of him during high moments of stress,   it also takes a lot out of them.

• energy   /   essence manipulation,      they can draw from within and use their energy to create either a sort of show with their essence or in defense of themselves,   often with the risk of physically weakening themselves,   particularly dependent on the intense use of this ability. 

• superhuman   strength,    limited:      the power to wield strength beyond what is possible of an ordinary human.

• accelerated healing,      the ability to heal faster and typicaly mortal wounds faster than the average human being.
  shared healing,      the ability to heal others with a touch.

• twin   connection,      shared only between himself and bradly,   john shares the same wounds and illnesses as his twin brother.   he can also use said connection to communicate,   projecting his thoughts to bradly.

SKILLSET  :      expert marksman.   close quarters combat.   capable of advanced   +   guerilla warfare.   extremely tech savvy.   capable of advanced means of destruction.   friends in many high places.
THREAT   LEVEL :      extremely high.      approach with extreme caution.      subject is able to adapt as needed,   highly trained in many specialties and will act of threatened.      armed and dangerous.
PHOBIAS :      coming   soon
PERSONALITY   TYPE :      INTJ,      the architect.
DIAGNOISED   CONDITIONS :      post   traumatic   stress   disorder,      prone   to   nightmares

CRIMINAL   RECORD :      international   traitor,      WANTED FOR TREASON OF THE HIGHEST DEGREE.      WANTED FOR MURDER OF A SITTING DIRECTOR,      four   counts.

!!!   TRIGGER WARNING   !!!:   THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF  /   INFLUENCES OF   /   HEAVY PARTICIPATION IN WAR,   MENTIONS OF ABUSE,   AND MURDER   /   ASSAULT,   IMPLIED SUICIDAL IDEATION OR BEHAVIOR BEYOND THIS POINT.   PLEASE BE CAUTIOUS.

PRE   DEVASTATION.      johnathan was born to his parents the second of twin boys. he is the youngest boy by exactly 10 minutes.    both boys were not like many children of veritas. they were born with a unique “gift,” as their mother would come to call it, though later it would become their curse.

both were born with a rare condition that allowed either child to feel each others pain, receive wounds exactly like the other and share some extreme moments of illness each other suffers from the exact moment they suffer it. when one was cut, the other would simultaneously receive that same cut in the exact spot it was placed, usually seconds later.

three years after them, another child was born. a girl. fire red hair like their mother, green eyes to match their fathers. she was named allison. and from the moment johnathan laid eyes on her as a child, he vowed to protect her above all else.

johnathan grew up the most like their mother: softhearted, nurturing, understanding. unlike bradly, he thought through most situations before he would run into them. he always had a plan before he acted upon anything. or for the most part he had, johnathan also had traits that argued against it, traits he had gotten from his father such as his stubbornness. and as he grew older, that stubbornness only began to take a stronger hold of him. when bradly expressed interest in becoming a solider, johnathan wanted to be like their father in that he wanted to eventually become a high council member, to begin making a difference for their world. 

sean, their father, while hesitant on bradly’s idea of future, had been more welcoming of johns decisions. though he would put them both, still yet, in similar classes. johnathan would take the same classes as bradly to learn how to become a good soldier, while taking the beginning steps towards becoming a council member, and bradly the same.

though neither would get to fulfill their wishes. not on their homeworld, as it would be ravaged by war. an unnamed (for now) clan of elite killers, enemies of veritas for millenia, would take away everything that johnathan held dear. close friends are murdered in the streets where they stood, as they ran; family friends, even his own parents, all murdered for the glory of war.

and in the midst of the fighting, sean had sacrificed himself for his boys. putting himself between one of those brute creatures and the twins as they had fought alongside him, shot for his efforts to protect his family, though not before he, himself, managed to shoot and kill the creature attacking his kids.

johnathan, as bradly attempted to aid their father, tried to keep a defense. he was covering each of them while bradly tried to get their father up again, attempting to get him back to the rest of their family. though sean refused, accepting his fate, and bradly had no choice except to hold their dying father in his last moments. neither of them would leave him to die alone. johnathan would come to sit opposite his brother at their fathers side, once the coast was clear to them long enough; he would hold one of fathers hands in his final moments.

sean would make bradly, as the eldest son, the man of their family now, promise to keep the rest of them safe, that he would do whatever it takes. and bradly does, he promises. one that johnathan silently takes with him, a vow he keeps for centuries.

after losing their father, bradly realizes there is nothing left to do but run and escape. he takes hold of johnathan’s arm and pulls him away from their fathers body, bringing him back to the pods. their mother quickly fastens all three of her children in.

while attempting to send her children off, dianne was captured by the creatures. both john and bradly tried to help her but before they could, dianne would fight them off and force their pod door closed, sending them off on their escape course.

sean and dianne both sacrificed everything for their children. the twin boys had witnessed the death of both of their parents before their eyes.

john, from then on, felt a new sense of responsibility for his siblings, especially his younger sister. he would be the one to watch and care for her, and would do whatever it took to help bradly keep their family safe from any harm. no matter what it cost.

POST   DEVASTATION.      after violently crash-landing on earth, all of the siblings with their own varying wounds to tend to, johnathan had watched bradly go out in search of a shelter. at first he wanted to go with him, had almost demanded that he did but bradly convinced him to stay with allison, telling him that their sister was in no condition to travel through the night in any hope of finding something to shelter them. for now, they had the pod, but the pod wouldn’t be safe for long and bradly had to go out in search alone. 

reluctantly, after the point was made, john agreed and while bradly looked for a place to temporarily lay their heads down, he looked after their sister. keeping her safe and attempting to clean what he could of the wound on her head, trying his best to help heal it though he would only get so far, himself weak after the stress and trauma he had experienced, his own body attempting to heal his own wounds. 

wounds that john had only discovered on himself after he allowed himself a moment, once the adrenaline had died down. johnathan was attempting to heal from a broken rib, a dislocated shoulder (that bradly had noticed following the crash, and had helped him set back into place), and a few of his own bumps and gashes across his body. it took him days to properly heal from it all, until he felt as though he could do things without much strain.

bradly had taken all morning to find anything that would be decent for them to use as shelter and make his way back to them. from the pitch-black of midnight ‘til dawn he had been gone, the sun beginning to rise over the horizon of lush trees. the shelter that bradly had found had been an abandoned house in the middle of seemingly nowhere, deemed it safe enough to make it their home temporarily. and from that point forward, each of the siblings took their time to heal and mourn.

it was difficult the first few nights in the space. they slept tangled together in the same room for warmth as all of the windows had been shattered, until bradly had found spare wood to cover them up over the next week. john helped him hang the pieces up. both of them took turns building small fires in the fireplace, gathering the wood from the woods nearby.

allison took the longest of the three siblings to heal from the wounds. both twins refused to leave her side until they knew she would be safe, didn’t need perhaps more help than that could provide individually. it was five whole days until allison was able to fully do things on her own, whereas both john and bradly had been able within three.

when they finally had healed, johnathan began to notice a change in bradly. it had been there before, if only minutely, but as the siblings began to come back from their experiences, bradly began to shift into more of a protective figure. he took it upon himself to care for his family, just as his father had made him promise. though john wouldn’t let him bear that weight alone. anywhere that bradly had gone, john followed. anything that he did, john did too. bradly was never alone in his attempt to keep their family alive and safe and fed. john wouldn’t let him carry that alone.

a month after finding their new home outside of the nearest city, both brothers were hired on as farmhands.

however, bradly would go on to work most out of the two of them; making john go back to watch their sister after the sun went down, help her with household tasks and dinner. he did his best to cooperate with his brothers’ wishes but sometimes he remained stubborn, wouldn’t leave until bradly came home too; sometimes john had to even force bradly to come home with him.

after two years of working as a farmhand, both boys make enough money to be able to provide for their family and refurbish, fix, and finish the house they stumbled upon. they begin purchasing pieces of the land it rests on slowly, and bradly decides that after beginning to plant their own seeds on the property, seeing the beginning sprouts of apple trees the year prior, strawberries and onions in their patches. that is also when they would begin to consider their own business in the markets.

after they had all talked it over, within the next few months, they began selling their own fruits and vegetables in the local markets. they would continuously add to the list of what they would grow and eventually sell, and what they would keep for themselves of their harvest.

being a farmer was one of the happiest times in john’s life. he felt the most connected to their mother that way, nurturing something that would provide for his family and others. often recalled the times he saw her in her gardens, gathering what was good and ready to eat. he found that she was the most at peace there in her gardens, and ultimately it was where he found himself most at peace too. in their gardens, their rather small orchard of apple trees and their patches of strawberries. to him, while in the gardens, it was like nothing could go wrong and nothing had for years. they prospered.

1861   -   1865.      four years later, a violent war begins to stir. the plants are dying, they have not produced anything since the last growing season and now the recent one has passed. they’re running out of options, out of money, out of ways to keep food on the table. john and bradly try for endless weeks, months even, to find a solution. that is until one day bradly makes a quick and permanent decision: he enlists and begins earning a soldiers pay, all of it coming straight back to his family.

bradly told his family the he found a solution, of how he enlisted, and johnathan was immediately against it the moment the words fell out of his mouth. he argued with him for hours about how it hadn’t been the right choice, and how stupid he was to have made an abrupt decision without talking to him first, him or allison; and how stupid he was for jumping for the very first opportunity without considering the consequences. but it was far too late for lectures, bradly was locked into his decision and there was no turning back now.

sometime in the early spring, john and allison had to watch their older brother leave the safe haven they had created for themselves and fight a war that was not his to fight. they watched him go until they couldn’t anymore, until he was disappearing beyond the horizon.

every week there was a new letter from him and john would them aloud to allison, or sometimes allison would read them to john as he worked on attempting to rescue their farm. in the letters, bradly would often talk about how they holding up despite the worsening conditions, and how he was keeping his spirits high as the war went on and how with the money he always sent with every other letter should be used to keep them steady until their land heals properly.

but after a while, after year 2, those letters began to shift. john and allison both noticed immediately after the first letter came in the fall of the second year of the war, a little after he had been allowed to come back to see them for a few days before reporting back to his commanding officer. he spoke of wanting to come home again, waiting on the war to end its brutality on brother against brother; he talked about missing the farm and thanked john for trying to save it in his absence, seeing the progress made before his return to the war. he told johnathan that soon their gardens would provide again, their land is almost healed and would begin to prosper come the spring.

and sure enough, year 3 of the war, come that next spring, the signs of life of fruits began to show in the gardens. john and allison did what they could to encourage more growth, tearing out any kind of weed and scaring off any kind of animals, at least until they had something more. once the gardens had truly begin to prosper again, only then would they allow the wild animals something from their gardens, leaving spare fruits and vegetables outside of the fence to their home.

however, in year 3, it wasn’t all blessings. sometime later, during the late hours of the night, just as john was preparing to head to bed, a sharp pain in his chest had halted him. a pain so terrible and sudden that he braced himself against the fireplace and reached for his chest where a wound began to form, a large one. as he drew his hand away, his entire palm was covered in blood. it began to pool in his shirt and drip onto the floor. john was horrified, something happened to bradly and he knew that he could do nothing to stop it. seconds after, all strength left him and john collapsed to the floor. he would bleed to death alone, unable to call to his sister for help, unable to bring himself back up despite how much he tried to. he would die, the same as bradly, for the first and their only allowed time.

its hours until he reopens his eyes. the fire in the fireplace now simply embers, john still on the cold floor but now in a different spot and on his back, his sister beside him and a blanket over him. it took all of his strength to move, to sit himself up again. he would check himself over, hands to his now bare chest where the wound was only to find a rough scar in its place and the blood cleaned off of him. allison made him lie back down and explained what had happened, how she found and helped him; she had been crying for hours, her eyes still swollen as she explained everything to him. it was only after she was done that john brought himself back up to hug her and apologize, for what he wasn’t sure, perhaps for scaring her. its something he holds onto for a long time despite her telling him that it was not his fault: the awful idea that his little sister had found him lying there dead and in a pool of blood in the middle of the night, could only imagine what was going on in her mind. horrified that they had both been through something so unspeakable that night.

it took john days to clean the blood stain from the floor. eventually, he and allison decided that they would cover what little evidence remained with a rug. it wouldn’t get rid of it but it would at least hide it, hide the reminder of what had happened that night.

both tried to forget that night as they moved forward through the year. some days were easy, others were difficult. john had to care for allison after nightmares, and himself had to face his own trauma following the event, the scar marking his body every day as his permanent reminder; fighting his own nightmares of death and dying. it took months for them to fall back into a relative normal, finding their peace in the aftermath. they hadn’t completely healed from it but it had gotten better, slowly.

after four long years, the war had finally announced its end. john and allison received one last letter telling them that bradly was coming home and, weeks later, he did. bradly returned home, though both had immediately noticed a difference in each other. john noticed that bradly had carried himself differently than when he had left, that there was a different weight to him, a new kind of dimness to his eyes. he noticed how the war had effected him, how it stripped what remained of the boy he was when he left and replaced him with a man, one hardened to some of the world. and bradly noticed something similar about john, that something had stripped him of the boy he was and replaced him with a man.

1865.      the aftermath of the war was hard on each of the siblings, the twins especially. john had been healing from his one and only allowed death through his brother, attempting to heal properly from the experience of dying and coming back from it with a nasty scar in the middle of his chest; attempting to heal with his brother who had to face the event himself and come home facing the effects of the war.

it was a difficult process to help readjust bradly to the everyday life of normal society again. allison and john tried for many weeks to slowly bring him back to the real world but, understandably, it was harder said than done. john particularly wouldn’t leave his brothers side for more than a couple of hours the first week he was home, deciding it better to sit with him while bradly remained silent and turned away from him in bed or, should he occasionally wander into the living room to sit in front of the fire, at his side. neither of them spoke more than a few words to each other, but for the first while john wanting nothing more than to offer his brother some sense of comfort and peace in something familiar; something they have always done for each other: by each others side through anything.

though eventually john had come to understand that bradly could not and would not heal within a matter of weeks, it was to be a much longer process than that. he needed the time, he needed the room to heal on his own and on his own time. thus, john began to slowly back away but still silently offered his support.

but the instant john stepped away, bradly began down hill. he took notice how bradly would hardly eat and hardly stepped out of his room that he locked himself into, and no matter how much convincing he tried to do, no matter how much he talked to him outside of the door, bradly was not unlocking it any time soon. and it stayed that way for six months, hardly stepping out except to occasionally bathe and eat, never speaking no more than 3 words at a time to his siblings, even as john tried to engage him in more conversations, then return to his room. 

john began to blame himself for stepping away too soon for the reason bradly had slipped into this state, began to think that maybe he should have done more for him sooner. though he knows that there is nothing that he, personally, could have done that would have helped bradly in any way sooner. it was simply something he had to figure out for his own.

it was three months before bradly would step out on his own and begin..

THE   AGENCY :

1932.      over 60 years after bradly comes home from the war, a man in dark suit approaches both him and john for a once in a lifetime opportunity. the offer would only be extended once, then never again if ignored or denied. they weren’t allowed many details, only that it would allow them back into space, traveling through multiple universes and all for the good of a “cosmic peace.” they were given a week to come to a decision.

bradly wasn’t sold on the idea for the first few days. in fact, it was john that seemed more thrilled with the idea. bradly, however, felt it would only mean he was attached to yet another military, would somehow see conflict. he was already still attempting to heal physically and mentally from his time in war.

though within the week, both brothers would agree to take the offered position and would leave the next morning. they were brought to an undisclosed location and from there brought to the space station that would become their second home for the next two years.

bradly would go on to have a sort of reputation for being the aggressive twin brother. he was soldier first, mission first, questions and reasoning and everything else later. everyone stayed clear of him, knew to avoid him after missions because that was when he was at his worst, or in the training gym. everyone was afraid of him, including the four agency directors though they never admitted to it verbally. bradly moore was their best agent, scoring highest in his group, john coming in a very close second.

though majority of the agency had been afraid of bradly moore, there had been, thankfully, at least one that showed little to no fear of him, and she would become bradly’s best friend throughout the remainder of her life. she was liliana rhodes, the person bradly would tell everything to, even the things he couldn’t bring himself to tell john. she would become the first person to know of bradly’s eventual undoing his final year with the agency.

there were times, though, that even liliana couldn’t break through to him and he relied instead on the doctor they had aboard the station. bradly was first sent to doctor novelle after a mission went awry, costing a valuable member to bradly’s team, resulting in an uncontrollable rage that was only tamed after he was restrained and allowed to rest in a holding cell for a night. bradly remembers nothing of that time building to the rage, only that they had caught the being responsible for the life that was taken and he had mocked the death, which caused bradly to snap.

doctor novelle would be the one to help bradly through most of his internal healing from majority of his trauma from childhood. he would help him cope with the cost of working with the agency, often ordering him to take leave time in order to clear his mind. reset himself. novelle became a sort of friend, though more a fatherly figure to bradly when at his weakest points. the doctor showed him a great kindness that he needed.

while liliana was the first to concretely know what would become of bradly, novelle was the first absentmindedly know of bradly’s eventual actions. bradly had come to him for advice and novelle, unknowingly, gave him the answers he was looking for.