Bill Travis

Background

Bill Travis was raised in a pretty backwards part of Lubbock, Texas. Born to a ditsy waitress for a mother and an extremely bitter war veteran for a father, it was pretty much a recipe for disaster. Having to bunk classes in favour of having a job to support the house, Bill wasn't the most educated kid in the room, nor was he the most socially conscious because of his father. The interesting nights were when he wore his rings when he came home late. The violence stopped pretty soon once Bill won his first fight against a school bully. William Travis, seeing the potential for the right kind of kid in his son, started treating him with the respect Bill so desperately needed. Bill was known around the school ground as "The Kid who Kicked", on account of kicking the bigger guys in the ass so hard they couldn't sit down comfortably for weeks....so the children say.

Bill's life turned around pretty quick for him once he reached high school. He realised how damn boring classes were and how fun activity was. He was popular among the jocks and a bit too popular around the cheerleaders. If only he liked them back. While flunking his grades and spending more time in the gym and outside, Bill was close to making his college football team if he wasn't so bad with his classes. Coach would've taken him in, if he tried at his assessments a little more....or even show up to class roll call.

Military career

He leaved high school without a diploma, and signed himself up for the ATLAS training academy. Being his cockiness had earned him many friends at parties, this behaviour earned him none when he first started. William Travis, upon Bill's few off-duty visits, looked up to his son a little more and they even became more friendly to each other. Unfortunately, this never lasted too long. As Bill Travis finally got a little more wise around the drill sergeant, he improved greatly on his discipline in the barracks. While doing so, made enemies with his father, something that Bill doesn't understand to this day.

Bill was known around his squad mates as "The Bull" for his not uncommon reckless behaviour in combat. Although effective, and got the job done at the end of the day, still made a bad impression on the squad for his 'lone wolf' tendencies. After a pretty eye-widening scandal which remains as redacted information, Bill was discharged from the ATLAS military training academy after only 4 years of active duty.

The Valentines Day Disaster (Part One)

Bill Travis was sent in on a covert ops mission with four others in his squad. Wondering why he wasn't the leader, this felt a little strange to him, but brushed it off anyhow. His fellow squad mates were:

Samantha Ko. Chinese-British woman. Friendly-ish, didn't say all too much, probably was sitting back with her "friend" and pot-shotting with those piddly guns of hers.

Jewel Mondragon. Big gal, got in the way a lot. Seemed like the had unfinished business with General Connolly and seemed pretty darn scared of him when he appeared. Heads didn't clash too much between her and Travis and resulted in a decently evened-out work relation.

Maria Lexi. Another big gal who actively wanted to get in the way between Bill and the enemy. He ain't too much of a fan of that, mainly ignored her useful advice, going in guns blazing and paying the price for it. All worth it in the Texan' books.

Warren Mill (Or is he?). Ballsy dude, bit of a sociopath. Tortured some poor guy for some information, Bill wasn't sure about him after that. Bill's blind faith was re insured due to Warren's hair-brained schemes for combat, although ultimately fruitless, still good ideas which suited to Bill's approach to combat.

Bill Travis showed off his flair for battle by taking on four different guys in the same area, although Bill was peppered on by them, ultimately prevailed with some minor help from the rest of the squad. This solidified Bill's ability to absolutely tear a new fully structural superfluous new behind.

Soon after, Bill headed deeper into the bowels of Area 51. He briefly met Hyperion VI before he was summarily vaporized by General Eric Connelly.

Parents:

Father

William Travis, aged 58 years old Occupation/s; Mother
 * Born on August 5th, 1992, Covenant Health, Lubbock, Texas, U.S.A
 * African War veteran
 * Gun Club member/enthusiast

Stacey Travis, aged 56 years old Occupation/s;
 * Born on February 18th, 1994, Amarillo VA Health Care System, Amarillo, Texas, U.S.A
 * House maid/cleaner/diner waitress

Raised in a simple life, Stacey was a simple gal. When I say simple, I mean simple. Never aspiring to be anything more, on a greater scale of career, she was fine hustling and bustling with ordinary jobs. Once she met - what she saw as - the bad boy style in William Travis, she fell head over heels for him. Life continued like that for her, along with many other mediocre jobs. Blissfully absent from wider world thinking, guess it just wasn’t in her nature.

Grandparents:

Grandfather

James Travis, aged 76 Occupation/s
 * Born November 13th, 1964, Dallas Methodist Medical Centre, Dallas, Texas, U.S.A
 * Corn factory employee
 * Arms manufacturer employee
 * Gulf War veteran

After taking a hard kick to the head in the Gulf War, James Travis was never really set straight. Still living in the age of gun appreciation, he has a love/hate relationship with his African War veteran son, William Travis. He reveres him for his service, but resents his son because of a greater military career. 

Grandmother:

Helen Travis, aged 70 Occupation/s
 * Born December 3rd, Children’s Hospital of San Antonio, 1970, San Antonio, Texas, U.S.A
 * Mechanic

Being of a greater level of intelligence than James, Helen kept her wits about her and was more in contact with her own side of the family. After bearing witness to a post Gulf-War husband in James Travis, she could bear his alcoholic nature no more. After running away to pursue her own life, she still wonders to this day what her children look like.