Miles Rouge

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Title: Miles Rouge
Author: Agent Billard

Miles was born on March 21 in the early 80's to a man named James Rouge and his wife, Mrs. Rouge. His last name at birth is Rouge.

Miles mentions that his father died when he was two years old. His mother told him that his father "went out in a hail of gunfire taking out a whole gang of bad guys," and Miles grew up wanting to be just like him. It was in this period that he "got really good with guns." However, Miles finally admits to Agent Billard (Myself) that his dad was a dirty cop, and that his mother only told him what children would want to hear about their fathers.

According to Miles's Mother, Miles had a habit of conning people, even as a young boy. As he was often late for school, Miles attempted to solve this problem by setting the school's clock 30 minutes behind schedule, but the plan was thwarted almost immediately. Miles then made another more intricate attempt by barricading the roads in order to reroute the school buses to pass by his house. He exclaims that "[that plan] actually worked," as it lasted a few days. Later, he "got smarter" and forged his own bus pass. After that, he states that "[he] was never late again."

Miles mentions that at the age of nine, he frequented a pool hall on his way home from school. His mother stated, "A pool hall in St. Louis, Missouri. Must've been full of hustlers." St. Louis is later confirmed to be where Miles spent his childhood learning the streets.

Sometime after arriving in NYC after graduating Harvard with a scholarship, he meets Kelvin. Kelvin sees Miles con a man out of $500 and has a street kid follow Miles to his apartment, where Kelvin later approaches him and begins their long-time partnership. He and Klevin target a CEO named Vincent Boulevard, and through Boulevard, Miles adopts his signature clothing preferences, and meets erstwhile lover and fellow thief Sarah Miller, for whom he chose to sacrifice the con-job for and instead invest in Boulevard's company. Soon after, Boulevard disappears and is revealed to be a conman as well, taking hundreds of millions in US dollars and leaving all of his employees, at the time Miles, without pay.

Broke and unemployed, Miles chooses to tell Sarah about his true profession. After this, Miles, Sarah, and Kelvin begin running scams together, until the day Miles tries to cajole Sarah into leaving for Europe. When Miles mentions Copenhagen to her, Sarah then gets upset. She accuses Miles of trying to con her and stays in New York when Miles left for Copenhagen.

After being in Copenhagen he began to travel, obviously saddened from having to leave Sarah and Kelvin behind. Miles traveled to a island that was said to be free of government and safe to hide. After paying a one way trip to the island via helicopter. He is left there alone with only a few bags. Miles then began his exploration of the island to find a civilization. After treking through the island he couldn't find anyone what so ever.

He stated that the island was dead at that point, but after living in a tent for several days, he was kidnapped in his sleep and blindfolded. After several minutes of being carried he was placed down and the blindfold was removed, he was face to face with a man with a mask and military gear. After being questioned about the location of P-11, and Miles denying he knew anything they began to try and "force" it out of him by torturing him. They did things that were painful and horrible enough that Miles refused to reveal any detail.

After being left in their mercenary like camp, one of mercenaries, that claimed to be the CIA's top agent contacted him during the night while Miles was left alone in a tent handcuffed to a pole. This agent being, myself, Agent Billard. Two weeks later I ended up freeing him from his handcuffs after stealing the keys from a mercenary soldier and escorted Miles out of the tent in the night and traveled with him, carrying him mostly since he was in and out of it, dehydrated and wounded.

Once we got to a safe distance from the camp, quite a far distance actually. I found a cave and set Miles inside it and helped nourish him with fresh water from the nearby stream and gave him rations in my bag. At the time I was undercover for CIA to infiltrate the mercenary group here on this island. The island was call Kenu, while the mercenary group was named Black Of Spades.

Eventually Miles was nourished and at good health after I patched his wounds and made sure he was good to go. Since then it was going to be a problem now that both of us are being searched for by the merc's as they probably noticed my absence, as well as Miles's. In the desperate time, Miles agreed and listened to me when I explained that we had to fight our way off the island. Of course he'd need training, so for the next month or so of constant moving around the island and living off the land. I taught Miles how to fight in several different fighting styles and taught the art of deception and stealth. I also explained strategy/tactics to him thoroughly.

Once he understood and was close to mastering all these subjects and skills, we went on to execute the plan. First we infiltrated their camp and used guerrilla tactics to take out several of the merc's one by one, killing them. Miles had issues with that part, although, he got over it quickly as he soon realized he had no choice. After weakening the merc's, Miles and I pulled out and stayed in hiding, conversating and training for the main event. Two years passed by as we took out the merc's as they starting using the same tactic as us moving around constantly, making it harder for us to locate them.

There have been many times where patrols had found us and we ended up taking them out. During these two years we had to take them out stealthly and with an element of surprise. Due to my extensive abilities with various weapons, I decided to teach Miles how to use a bow and make arrows from tree branches, shaping them into their skinny straight shape with a knife and bird feathers as the back ends. Also sharpening and shaping stones for the arrow tips.

I had obtained a compound bow from the merc's camp from our last raid and taught Miles to use the weapon, not much time later, he was able to make bulls eye shots perfectly. I had my silenced pistol still though, so I was covered when it came to range. We decided that we were going to go in with full force and escape the island once and for all. So once it became night we infiltrated their camp and killed several of them in their sleep. But their helicopter flying over heard saw our heat signatures moving around from above and sounded the alarm. After it went off we sprinted as many of the men came rushing out of their tents.

As we ran we were being shot at and Miles held up his end perfectly, shooting any of them that were in our way using the bow and quiver on his back full of arrows. I shot some occasionally that Miles didn't have time to hit. After making to a makeshift landing pad in a empty field, we spotted a helicopter and made a break for it. After seeing the keys already in the helicopter, I started it up and began to lift off. We were being shot at on lift off, but the heli was bullet proof.

We eventually made it off the island in the time of two years and flew the helicopter back to land into Japan and I flagged the CIA to pick us up. Once they did and we were being processed through a CIA base, they soon realized Miles was a national fugitive. I helped him out and vouched for him, stating he'd be a great asset to the CIA and make him an operative under my wing and I'd teach him how to be a proper agent.

After the deal was accepted by Miles, he was quickly taken to be fully trained and spent time in psychological tests. After passing it all, he was clear to go and spend his prison sentence he was supposed to have as a CIA agent. Several years went by with us working together and Miles got better, learned many more things. Even though he was a genius as it is. He helped create quantum computers and design new technologies and weaponry. The science division loved him.

But unfortunately, he was let off of his prison sentence and was offered to stay with the CIA. But he firmly declined and left to New York and got a job in quantum engineering, but on his spare time he created different uses for nano technology and created gadgets, he planned to become a vigilante that will do anything to provide order and justice, even if it means killing.