Hana Kozlov, "Rusty"

19

5'6

130 lbs

Russian

Hana is not a girl of many words. She's usually shy at first, but opens up rather quickly once she gets to know someone. With her crew, she'd rather let her meticulous work speak for itself, and she has no problem following orders except when the command directly contradicts her morals. That's not to say she avoids conversations altogether as she enjoys reminiscing about the past quite often.

Raised in Moscow until the tender age of 9, Hana was born to a Russian father and a Japanese mother. Her diverse background gave her the chance to master three languages at a young age: Russian, Japanese, and English, which both of her parents also spoke rather fluently. When she was just 8, her father, Sergei, was killed on a mission and never returned home, leaving a young Hana and her mother to fend for themselves.

After a few months, the small family of two left Russia to go to Japan. But things were much worse in Japan, and before the girls had a chance to settle, they were taken by Yakuza members. The experience wasn't as bad for Hana as it was for her mother, who was threatened into a forced marriage with one of the leaders of the clan overseeing the town they lived in.

For Hana, being the step-daughter of a ruthless man was quite the experience. He'd sometimes attempt to be nice to the young girl, but any progress made went instantly out the window as he had a very short tempter, leaving quite the impression on the young girl as she slowly grew to become submissive the more time passed. It was during her early teenage years that things took a turn for the worse, when one of her step-father's men grabbed her late one night and drugged her. When Hana eventually woke up, she'd learned she had been raped, and immediately ran to her mother.

Hana's mother, finally deciding that their current set-up was just as bad as if they were away from the clutches of these men, urged Hana to come up with a plan, one that would help them escape their current torment. They eventually came to the conclusion that using seduction would be their best possible chance. They would lure the men away from their jobs in order to get them distracted. If they could achieve that, then more than likely they'd be able to get away with their plan.

When that fateful evening arrived, Hana and her mother had already packed their bags. Hana pretended she was going to get a drink of water while her mother pretended she was going to the restroom, then both of them got to work. While reaching one of the gates outside, Hana's mother nervously—but dutifully—motioned the guard over to talk to her. She feigned to him her husband's urgent request for him to meet in the conference room, and although suspicious at first, the guard eventually agreed. He used his radio to call in for a back-up while he was gone, and that's when Hana intercepted the guard walking to temporarily take over, calling him over to a shadowed corner behind their residence. She didn't hesitate to grab the man and push him against the wall, her heart pounding loudly in her ears as she pressed herself against his armored body to kiss him. The plan was working up until the guard pulled away from the kiss and grabbed Hana's arms. He then swiftly pushed her against the opposite wall, the fear instantly growing in Hana as the man that towered over her kept her firmly pinned to the wall. A few tense moments passed before he resumed their kiss, and although she was far from willing, she knew it was better than the alternative.

There was a quiet gasp in the air as the guard stood still for a few moments before his lifeless body collapsed. Hana and her mother looked at each other silently, then both of them ran off towards the exit, leaving the man with the knife still attached to his back. Somewhat hopeful at this point, both Hana and her mother were just reaching the gate when gunshots rang through the air. Hana looked back as she ran, only to see her mother on the ground, but the woman's only concern was to convince Hana to continue without her. There was a brief moment of uncertainty, but Hana knew what she had to do. She continued running as a couple of tears stained her face.

Despite being alone for a few weeks, Hana managed to survive. She arrived at the academy, telling them her story and everything she'd gone through in just her short 14 years of life. Once in, Hana made the most of her time there. She excelled in the role of combat medic, mastered the topic of enemy movement, and loved to shoot her fair share of guns. It was a comfortable position, one that she hoped would somewhat help her maintain her sanity despite her difficult past.