Finn

Finn Reese, a mischievous junker & hyena humanoid who calls the desert wastelands of District 5 home. Growing up in the 6th "Death Stranding" was hard but it didn't stop her. Being a level 1 'DOOMS' was tough during the beginning of the newest stranding. As a level 1 shifter herself, the stranding had became a hell of a mountain to conquer for Finn. Unlike her oldest brother Owen, growing up was a bit of a hurdle. Finn used to be behind on the growing curve as a child. It was harder for her to catch up with the other hyena humanoids who lived in District 5 & was often compared to "the runt of the litter" due to small size. 'DOOMS' weren't a problem to Finn as by the time she was 7 years old, she had entered her shifter form for the first time but it wasn't for long. A shifter who couldn't keep their form were seen as prey to larger & stronger shifters such as 'hounds'. Hyena shifters were believed to be distant cousins of the lycanthrope family tree; including hounds. Hounds inherited more of immense strength & size while hyena shifters had inherited the lesser part of the gene pool, making them smaller, weaker & more vulnerable to rival hounds who are out for blood; declaring them as prey within the shifter "kingdom". Around the age of 10 years old, Finn had heard the news that two raids had occurred within District 7 & District 10 upon the same night. Districts had began to take on lock down and enforce advanced military as for District 5, who had moved more into the canyons of the wasteland desert & take on high security. Thoughts like, "why had the stranding had caused so many raids? Why tear apart society?" had raced through the 10 year old's mind, not thinking about what awaits her future.

By the age of 18, Finn had been recruited to an organization called 'LEGION', a humanoid based military organization that helps keep the front line safe while other military soldiers go into uncharted territory. Humanoids of all shapes & sizes had joined Legion, even her oldest brother Owen. Along the way something caught Finn's eye, a hyena shifter with a melanistic coat. She couldn't help but introduce herself to the shifter. From that moment she had met Mercedes Holt, the well known daughter of Ford & Marley Holt. Both hyena humanoids had became the closest of friends from the first moments they lies their eyes' on each other. These two became inseparable after that. Soon, months had passed since Finn had joined Legion, she had taken part as a mechanic while her brother Owen had taken part as a trooper within an elite brigade. Finn had became a well known mechanic of Legion, always tinkering with the desert jeeps and making repairs along the home front as well as training as a trooper (back up soldiers, usually medics & mechanics). She had been assigned to train along side with elite troopers to test her limits & the abilities she has that can be used on the battlefield. Relentless. Swift. Powerful. Even for the smallest known hyena humanoid, an elite course didn't stop Finn. She had sky rocketed to the top of her class and became the first known trooper to out rank an elite class. As a congrats to her work, Legion had gifted Finn her own number tag. It may seem odd to many but being gifted a number tag by Legion was EXTREMELY important to a member of the organization. These tags were often used as code names for soldiers in uncharted territory if their signal is being listened to by enemies, to keep their real names secret during missions & are rarely used to identify soldiers when gone missing. She had been reborn as #005, the mechanic. Months later, Owen & his brigade had been called in for reinforcements at District 8, often called "The Battlefield", this district was known for being a deserted wasteland that was used for combat and even nuclear-like weapon testing ages ago before the "death stranding" had taken a hold of the world. Finn had begged the general to let her join her brother & the brigade in going to District 8 but the general denied her request as he didn't want to risk on losing any home front members. Both siblings were heartbroken to hear they would separated & stationed away from one another for an immense undetermined amount of time, miles away in one of the most declared dangerous districts within the Eastern Estate. The day Owen departured to "The Battlefield" was the last day of peace within Legion as an eerie feeling crept in the shadows. Something wasn't right. Weeks after Owen left, disaster had unleashed upon the home front. One of the trooper brigades had just returned from patrol from the desert side after running in with some scavengers. Finn was about to do her usual tinkering on the jeeps with Mercedes until she picked up a weird scent, a gassy odorless scent that had left a burning sensation in her nose. She wasn't the only one. Everyone had been put on nerve till a hissing noise echoed in the air. A red trail of dust had led back to one jeep that had been listed as under maintenance, a spark danced along the trail until it reached the back bummer of the truck. Realization had struck everyone until a bright white light suddenly flashed with the sound of explosions in the distance and had knocked Finn unconscious. A sudden ringing noise blasted in Finn's head unlike she gained conscious again. Opening her eyes to reveal lines of fire that danced along the ground, jeeps flipped over upside down while others had lied on their sides, the sounds of fire clacking and the sound of ringing had masked the cries of troopers looking for survivors. It had felt like the atmosphere grew heavy on Finn's body before being able to lift the front of her torso up on the ash covered ground as she wasn't able to move her left leg at all. With her body numb from the shock & covered in newly forming bruises, she had realized why she couldn't move her left leg but her thoughts had disappeared as everything faded to black. Everything went silent. Almost 3 days later, Finn had woken up in a medical bed with IV cords connected to her arm before looking down to see her brother Owen lying at the side of her medical bed holding his little sister's hand. It had taken Owen a few moments to realize Finn had woken up and quickly moved to her side with tears in his eyes. One of Legion's medics had walked in the room, he had told Finn it had seemed like some scavengers had launched fire dust (a highly explosive red dust when lit) into the back one of the jeeps & had caught on fire after a wire in the back bummer had let out a small spark igniting the dust and setting the area ablaze. Unluckily no one had died but many had been injured to the fire dust. The medic had told Finn it was a miracle that she had survived the incident but it came with a price. Finn had lost partial sight in her right eye from the flash of the explosion and a majority of her left leg from the top of her knee down. They were able to connect her prosthetic leg to the undamaged remaining bone in her leg & had built it to change whenever she enters shifter form, it had became part of her. It took about a few days to get used to her new leg with the help of her brother. Owen had gotten the news of what happened on the home front and ordered the brigade to head back immediately. Unlike Finn, Mercedes had lost both her a majority of her right arm from the the elbow down & everything from under her knee down of her left leg but this didn't stop this pair. Many of Legion members had started to bounce back from the accident. Finn had bounced back to her energetic self and returned back to her normal training & tickering with the jeeps.

After turning the age of 19, Finn's parents had passed away peacefully from old age, they had knew their time had come & to never fear to lose them as they would be waiting on the other side. Weeks later, Owen had fallen ill & wasn't able to keep up with his brigade's training. A medic had diagnosed Owen with "Mortem Marcam" or "Death's Mark", an illness that weakens the body over a range of time, commonly seen in soldiers who return from "The Black Shore" in the fat edges of the Western Estate or "The Battlefield" in District 8. The causes have been declared unknown it is seen that the illness starts after the body receives excessive amounts of stress within a range of time. The medic had declared Owen could stay at Legion but he would have to resign his spot as a trooper due to the illness. For his greater good, Owen had resigned his spot as an elite soldier with Finn by his side to take care of him. Medics believed he would only have merely months left to live but Owen had put a longer fight, nearly 2 years later he was still living but the illness had knocked the wind out of him. It wasn't until Finn had turned 21, Owen had fought of the illness but grew weaker shortly after. She had knew death had stood close at his heels for two years now but she didn't want to say goodbye to the last member of her family. Owen had put it that he had knew his time would come & he had accomplished his life's goal, to protect Finn as long as he could. The siblings were both brought to District 5 in the last moments that Owen had. He had reassured his sister, tell her "I've fought death for a long time now. From the battlefield to an illness, it's been a long fight but now its time to call checkmate." Shortly after Owen had passed away, leaving Finn to be the last of her family. She had returned to Legion alone. Every member had been struck with shock to only see Finn holding her brother's dog tags in her hand. Mercedes had fell worried about the humanoid. The sight of tears from her broke Mercedes' heart. Finn had resigned from Legion after Owen's demise. She knew he was out of pain & somewhere safe and thought she would be alone, or so she thought. Both Mercedes & a majority of their brigade had left Legion to be by Finn's side. The brigade had turned themselves from Legion troopers to District 5's reinforcements, naming themselves the Skeleton Crew, the name of Owen's brigade in honor of his legacy after burying him in his hometown of District 5. Saying one last goodbye to her brother, Finn had buried his dog tags with him as a symbol of gratitude & honor of his legacy. "The Skeleton Crew rules the wasteland desert, a pack one shall never mess with"