Flashes of the past and the present merged as one as his head rolled from side to side, he lay in bed, hes been in and out of the sick bay for a few days his last endevor with the zerg landed him with a broken arm and new scar across his back, multiple surgeries cured the deep gash near his spin but oddly enough he kept getting sick from the broken arm, soon though his head calmed as plesent images of the times he had once spent as a child lulled him back to sleep, he thought of his father who was a marine born to fight for men and proud of who he was, he thought of his mother a frail yet stuburn woman, when he wanted to hunt or play she had him reading and learning, he was ever so greatful to bother of them.  *fastforward somebit* he is now a marine graduating with honors among his classes, his father has taught him well and only if his mother able to see him *flastforward alittle more* he has been booted from the marines for disobeying orders, his father a proud marine disowns him but he finds comfort in a fact he has been recruited to the ghost academy, excelling instantly due to his newly found psy abilities.  He met a fellow class mate a "Sarah Kerigan" a first true crush, images of their times begin to play over in his thoughts, his demenor changes as he sleeps a small smirk slides across his face, however like all good dreams they must end and soon the past events of the broodd war breaks into his dreams and ruins all that made him once happy, he awakes instantly gritting his teeth and turning as he clutches his arm "dammit" he said through his teeth as he leans up his left arm in a sling, he looks around as he whipes the sweat from his brow looking around his room