Name: Milo Cash
-Codename: Alaska
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Replace the blue with black, and the grey with brick red
Armor Ability: Built in thrusters (to increase speed, and mobility), gun/knife compartments built in
Backstory: Milo wasn't raised into a normal life, he was from the first memory he was in the midst of the super-soldiers training. The life style was great for those who wanted it, Milo wasn't one of them, but he went with it till he was finally one of the super-soldiers he was always near. With his massed training he went through many fields changing armour each time to fit the hat, till he settled into Wetwork. High profile work, that he loved more, between assassinations (which were normally "fun") and VIP escort it was brilliant for him. Until Operation Daybreaker, it was going to settle a civil war, killing off both leaders for each side. Early morning hence the name thinking no one would be prepared, they were ready but no matter rebels versus Spartans was easy, until the Covenant appeared. Five of the nine man Spartan team were massacred, the other 4 taken as prisoners. Tortured daily for a month before the Jiralhanae took possession of the 4 Spartans from the Sangheili. Each to be eaten, each were until it got to Milo, but he was ready. As he was prepped for eating, he took the "Chef's" knife, using it to kill him, and eventually escape the camp. From that day on Milo survived getting lucky that the next people who found him was a UNSC Scouting team (Who Milo may have accidentally killed a few of). His report telling of the torture and then watching his friends get eaten. From then on he began seeming more animal and eventually being "discharged" A.K.A he disappeared onto the streets becoming a merc, before Freelancer took him up.
Flaws: He's lost touch with a lot of his humanity, and is "socially awkward". Seeing or mention of a Jiralhanae or of his old team enrages him.
Skills: Hand-to-Hand, anti-infiltration, protecting, driving/piloting
Side note: He kept the "Chef's" knife,