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Athrun Zala
Biographical Information
Race	Human
Homeworld	Coruscant
Mother	Lenore Zala (deceased)
Father	Patrick Zala (unknown)
Spouse	None
Siblings	Crystal Kamaski
Children	None
Born	Day 169 (age 30)
Imperial Service
Branch	Imperial Navy
Positions	None
Prior Service	3rd Group - Commanding Officer 3rd Imperial Fleet - Commanding Officer 3rd Imperial Fleet - Executive Officer 3rd Imperial Fleet - Fighter Pilot
Awards	(Currently Held) [LOCx7] [ISM-4] [IABG] [MIDx3] [IMM-12] (Prior to Year 12, Day 332) [3IFV] [FSM] [LOC6] [DIS2] [DB3] [IABG] [DST]

Athrun Zala is a retired Commodore in the Imperial Navy, previously serving as Commanding Officer of the Third Group of the 4th Imperial Fleet. Before that, he served as Commanding Officer of the 3rd Imperial Fleet before the Naval Merge.

He was born on Coruscant to Patrick and Lenore Zala. His family was constantly on the move, so he saw many planets in his time growing up. He was sent to a military school at the age of 16, for his father had a bigger purpose in mind. Of course, Athrun had plans of his own; he enlisted in the Galactic Empire and enrolled in the Imperial Academy.

Biography

--Log Entry #231090540--

I can't say I remember my childhood; not fully anyway. But most never really remember. Only bits and fragments of the past remain. Out of those pieces are a few events that one never forgets. Perhaps it's a birthday party, their first day at school, or the time dad took them cruising through the speeder lanes of Coruscant city. I had those moments too. But the time I'll never forget, is the day of the Imperial parade on Corellia. I don't remember why we were there, or even what city we lived in. I don't really remember how old I was either. I guess I was only five or six, as the second bar on the railing was just at the level of my forehead.

I remember hearing noise, shouts, and music outside the window. I opened the door to the balcony and stepped outside. Leaning against the railing surrounding the balcony, I looked down into the streets below. By this time, the music had gotten louder, as a large group of uniformed men marched down the stretch of road. Hearing the screaming sound of engines, I looked up just in time to see a group of fighters fly over the balcony. Even as small as I was then, I sensed the power, majesty, and greatness of the military in front of me. I looked behind me, to see the towering figure of my father. I smiled one of my biggest smiles, as I pointed to the parade. "I want to be just like them," I remember shouting, to which my father smiled. The look of pride on his face never waned as he and I watched the troops march past our field of vision.

Life Before the Empire

Athrun was born to Patrick and Lenore Zala on the planet Coruscant. As his family did not remain there for more than 2 years, he never remembered the place until later visits.

His family was almost always on the move due to political and other reasons about which he was never really sure. It did not really bother him that much, because he always got to see new and different places.

When he was 16, his father decided to send him to a military school to train him to fight by his side in the years to come. So he left with his father, leaving his mother and sister behind. The two were forced to come back when the Rebellion engaged the Empire on Morvogdine. Unfortunately, they arrived too late; among the rubble that used to be their home, they found his mother's body and no sign of his sister. While Athrun blamed the Rebellion for their attack on the planet (his anger greatly exaggerated by their taking prisoners and slaves), his father blamed the Empire for being there in the first place, and was determined to bring the Empire to justice.

Returning to Military school after the incident left Athrun somewhat shaken, and as time went on he began to wonder what his fathers' intentions were. Although his father's job illuded him slightly, he knew that he was fairly successful as a politician, dealing in diplomatic matters from one planet to another. While the political squabble and law making did not really interest him, he would've expected his father to have recommended him for various schools that dealt in that field.

During his stay in the school he practiced the use of unarmed combat, as well as a little practice with blasters. Much of his time was spent studying and obeying regulations, and while he was not ungrateful for his training, he felt it was somewhat lacking. He had long since decided on enlisting in the Imperial Academy, but he knew he was too young as of yet. So when his father had to move again, he asked to leave the school and head off world. His father was disappointed, but consented.

They moved to Thyferra, where Athrun applied to join a local university. Being a diplomat and fairly wealthy, his father was able to sway the school to accept him regardless of his slight lack of education. As a result he was in earlier than his age allowed, but he still had to work hard to catch up to their standards. As a result for the first year and part of the second, he had very little time for other activities.

Over the years since his mother's death and his sister's disappearance, his father had changed from a warm loving father to a cold unspoken man. Athrun found that his increased level of studying was somewhat of a blessing, as the cold silence in the house was almost unbearable. Most the time he could be found at school studying or spending time with his friends. As a result, Athrun and his father grew apart.

One day from coming home from school, Athrun found his father waiting for him. It was somewhat unexpected as reserved as his father tended to be, and as such it peaked his curiosity greatly. His father did not appear to be as cold and angry as he normally was, instead looking somewhat hesitant. It was a welcome change from his normal behavior, but the feeling didn't last long. Within moments his father had regained his normal composure and let his intentions be known. The elder man wasted no diplomatic effort on his son, suggesting, or commanding, that he join the Rebellion. In astonishment at his father's outlandish suggestion, Athrun declined, bluntly stating his intentions to enlist in the Imperial Academy. His father looked almost as stunned, as well as a look that Athrun was unsure of being rage or joy. They soon engaged eachother in a heated argument, eventually leaving the room disgusted at eachother.

It was not that long afterwards that the Rebellion deployed it's forces against the planet. Athrun was quite sure his father had somehow helped in this, and decided it would be best to leave. His father was no where around, so he took his father's personal ship and blasted off the planet. He barely escaped with his life, leaving the rebels at the doors of his house and dodging the rebel ships orbiting the planet. He flew to Coruscant, a place where he knew the rebels would dare not attack. He had already decided to join the Empire, so he immediately entered into the Imperial Academy.

Athrun was wrong in assuming that he had left his rebel father behind; his father had followed him and finally caught up with him. He had just left the academy doors when his father confronted him. They had a rather heated argument, which ended in hateful, bitter words, "You are no son of mine. You will die, like the rest of the Empire scum!" Athrun barely avoided his father's blaster shots, which brought the Stormtroopers to investigate. His father was arrested on the spot. That was the last Athrun ever saw of his father.

Imperial Academy

For Athrun, being inside the halls of the Imperial Academy on Coruscant was a new experience. In his mind, it meant he'd soon be joining the ranks of the Empire. But he found it wouldn't be that easy to get in. He went through many rigorous training exercises, as well as many tests of mental ability. However, being an experienced pilot and having attended military school before, he was prepared for the onslaught at the Academy. He had to work hard, but soon he had passed up the others in his group. Towards the end of his time in the Academy, he became a little arrogant at his easy success, ending up in getting a little sloppy and graduating short of Honors. He was the only one in his class to graduate under the tutoring of Command Flight Officer Tec Vaan.

Third Imperial Fleet

SFSGT Athrun Zala - Knight 06

After graduating the academy as a Crewman, Athrun was transfered to the 3rd Imperial Fleet, then under the command of Captain Walter "Waterboole" Boole. He had proved at the academy his abilities for flying small craft, so he was assigned as a fighter pilot. His first missions consisted of nothing more than retrieving waylaid ships, and patrolling. He proved to be an eager and hardworking pilot though, and soon found himself heading up the ranks.

Later in his career, Zala was approached by Ensign Patrick Martin. The Ensign, having evaluated his skills in the cockpit of a fighter, asked him to join the Knights Squadron. Athrun accepted, and soon found himself in the Elite Squadron of the 3rd Imperial Fleet. After that, he participated in many missions under the command of Ensign Martin. When the Merge came, the squadron was disbanded as a result, but lived on, as the 3rd Imperial Fleet's unofficial name became the "Imperial Knights". Long after Zala left the squadron, he received the callsign 'Red Knight', for having once been part of the Elite Knights, and for his increasing bloodthirst on the battlefield.

The merge between the Galactic Empire and the New Imperial Order, was somewhat unexpected for the young enlisted. Many of the pilots he had known, were transferred to other fleets. It was somewhat disheartening for Zala seeing many of his close friends leave, especially the Fleet XO Patrick Martin. He was somewhat wary of the new XO and CoS, but as time went on, he eventually got used to them.

Zala served under various COs after the merge, such as Rear Admiral Chambers, Captain Kaine, and Commander Tao. The latter remained CO of the fleet for over a year, and cared for the pilots almost as a mother. However, towards the end, she began to grow tired of her position and rank. Zala disagreed with a few of her methods, however he did not want to get in her way, seeing what she had done with others. Eventually however, she was removed as CO, and later defected to the Krath Order.

After Tao's defection came a turning point in Zala's career. Commander Marius Drake was appointed as CO of the 3rd. As the fleet was becoming short on active and dependable officers, Athrun was asked to be the XO. While not immediately wanting a position of command, he accepted the job, for the fleet. Shortly after, Commander Drake disappeared, leaving Zala to take command. He was the second Lieutenant of the 3rd, (after Patrick Martin), to take command of the fleet. He was officially recognized as the permanent CO of the 3rd on Year 11, Day 293.

Lost Ties

Since the minor assault from his father at the doors of the Imperial Academy, Zala believed his father to have been executed. Years later into his Imperial service, his presumptions about his father were proven wrong by an outside source. An anzat by the name of Jan`ru Shara, an equally dangerous and suspicious sentient as far as Zala was concerned, presented the Imperial with a datapad outside the Imperial Dojo on Coruscant. The information it held was self-explanatory, but shocking to Zala who had been kept in the dark all this time. It contained the prisoner file of a Patrick Zala, currently held in a New Republic detention facility. As his father seemed to hold the Republic in high regard, and possibly worked with them, it confused Zala as to why he would be detained by them. But some research on the part of the anzat cleared up most of the confusion; his father was an Intelligence agent, working for the Empire against the Republic. The Republic grew suspicious of his father, who attempted to create a ruse to throw them off his trail. It didn't work however when they realized he had not killed the young academy graduate.

The anzat offered to break his father out of jail, which Zala accepted on one condition; that he come along with Jan`ru. They boarded the anzat's personal ship, heading to a Galactic Alliance prison on a planet some distance away. They walked into the prison, posing as heavily armed Alliance guards. However the situation at the prison had changed, making them realize it was a nice trap set for them. Zala immediately accused Jan`ru as being responsible, but pushed it aside in favor of getting out. They examined the cell block, finding a blaster and a datapad containing the prison's schematics in a prisoner's cell. Obviously the prisoner had planned his escape, making it easier to plan theirs. They located the ventilation system, and quickly escaped the prison block, landing themselves in a corridor near lots of guards. Between Jan`ru's slashing and Zala's shooting the guards they encountered were quickly dispatched.

They made it to the hangar bay unscathed except for a slug wound in Zala's shoulder. The prisoners were on a gallofree transport across the bay, making it a convenient escape and rescue mission. But the twenty or more guards in the hangar weren't going to make things easy for them. So they went into what might have been the boldest and luckiest battle Zala had ever fought in. They caught the first few guards by surprise before all hell broke loose. Between the guards firing at him and the anzat, and the transport and a few surprise walkers, Zala was surprised they ever made it through. But the anzat quickly gained control of the ship, destroying the walkers and enabling him to board. He soon found his father in a cell in the cargo bay, and after a very brief reunion, they went to the cockpit of the transport where they found Jan`ru's limp body. However the fighting was over and the ship soon launched and headed towards Imperial space.

4th Imperial Fleet, 3rd Group

Runaway Supplies

The mission Zala had ended up being on, was not as covert as it turned out to be. It had been a simple mission of escorting a small freighter carrying weapons and supplies to the Imperial garrison on Carida. The freighter was ambushed by a group of pirates, and while the Star Destroyer warded off the attack, the freighter sustained damage. The damage to the hyperdrive was discovered, when the ship went into hyperspace, and appeared in the wrong system in the wrong sector. The freighter jumped out in the middle of the planet's orbit, and ended up crash landing in the middle of a dessert far from inhabitants. Shortly before they crashed they sent out a beacon with a distress signal.

The Star Destroyer hypered a distance from the system and sent scouts out to investigate. They found the residual ion trail through the atmosphere and pinpointed its location on the surface. But they also discovered a small group of battleships not far from the system. Receiving this information, Zala realized the freighter had attracted some unwanted attention. The planet they had crashed on wasn't exactly Imperial friendly, so he was going to use his ingenuity to get the cargo to safety. Using the personal ship of a Lieutenant stationed on board, he, the lieutenant, and four other men left the Destroyer and hypered in system, making it into the atmosphere before the fleet arrived. Getting in proved easy, but getting out was going to be more difficult. While they had all changed into civilian clothing to avoid immediate attention, they were still going to have to haul the cargo off planet. And if they were boarded and searched leaving, they weren't going to be able to explain away the Imperial marked crates.

They landed close to the ship, which by now was a smoking wreck of hull and circuits. They waded through the mess, rescuing several crew members and treating them with the numerous medical sticks in one of the crates. They were left to rest in the pilot's ship while the rescue team went over the crates of cargo in the cargo hold. The amount of crates would not make it easy to smuggle them out, so it was decided to cut the cargo down and only take what was critically important. They dumped several of the crates into the storage space in the ship, cargo which ranged from weapons to food supplies. While the medical supplies and food were not nearly as important as the weapons, the lieutenant suggested bringing them along for smuggling purposes. After rescuing the weapons and crew, they quickly made it to the planet's star port before any patrols of the crash site could locate them.

A few minutes before their arrival, a long range transmission from the Destroyer notified them that the fleet was in orbit. Now Zala was assured that they could not safely use the lieutenant's personal ship to transport the cargo out, and looked for other means. It didn't take long before they found a passenger line mainly for refugees. Being a large rickety ship that traveled at slow speeds, Zala found it unlikely they'd expect Imperials to use it as their means of cargo transportation. While Zala and the other Imperials headed out to buy unmarked crates and backwater disguises, the lieutenant went to the ship. After using his powers of persuasion on a man going by Captain Sal Wanilo, the cargo was assured transportation to Coruscant for a hefty price.

The lieutenant came back to the ship, reporting his success and the departure time to Captain Zala. The five then proceeded to repack the weapons into the refurbished unmarked crates. They stacked and squeezed the weapons in, then packed some clothes around the weapons, followed by filling in the gaps with lots of medical sticks and covering the weapons, and finally, adding on a layer of food packs. The lieutenant however wanted to add on an extra level of protection, but as they were short on time, slapped stickers or color bands to mark the medical sticks as being different.

Once the cargo was fully loaded, Zala went off to buy the tickets for himself and the other four, while the lieutenant and the men began marking the crates with various cargo numbers and various suspicious and non-suspicious names. It didn't take too long, and they moved the cargo to the freighter, appearing to be simple dock workers. The lieutenant took four of the tickets from Zala, then headed back to his ship with the others to get changed. While Zala hung close to the docks watching the ship be refueled and passengers board, the lieutenant got the stricken crew members changed into spare civilian clothing. The four men soon returned in disguise, looking as if they could be street thugs. Zala and the men boarded, while the lieutenant prepared his ship for takeoff. The lieutenant waited until he saw the freighter take off, then took off as well. As he and Zala discussed, he would be the speeding small freighter, possibly a smuggler, that would attract the battleships' attention. It worked, and the rickety ship went safely into hyperspace, the lieutenant following later.

The trip was, needless to say, way too eventful for Zala's liking. The four hour trip was spent in the cargo bay, which was spent with a bunch of other refugees crammed together on seats, crates, and the floor. After rescuing a wayward drunk from the onslaught of a mandalorian who had smuggled his armor aboard, he left the mando to the care of an aquaintance from the Trade Federation. He returned to the hangar bay when his group's warning beacon went off, only to find the same "drunk" with two bloody swords in his hands, and two of his mean dead on the floor. Luckily for him, they were already close to landing on Coruscant, and his lieutenant was waiting in orbit for them after sending a contingent of stormtroopers down. After an attempt at escaping, he had the drunk placed under arrest and taken off to the nearest prison facility.

The cargo of weapons was safely taken aboard a speeder, and Zala was preparing to go back up after seeing that everything on the ground was taken care of. However due to an infiltrator in the prison, the prisoners broke out of the building, causing massive riots in the streets nearby. Zala arrived in time to join the battle, taking down several prisoners before they were under control. He then led a security team to scour the undercity for the few prisoners that had escaped the battle. Most if not all were collected, but he found himself on the tail of the crafty disguised drunk, to be the previous secretary of the Falleen Navy.

Database

For quick reference purposes.

Roleplays Participated In

Lost Ties - Year 11: A personal mission, in which Athrun breaks into a New Republic prison to rescue his father, accompanied by another sentient. As a result, Zala finds himself with a bounty on his head.

Operation DARKSTORM - Year 11: Mission to eliminate a rebel cell from Bimisaari. The then Lieutenant Commander Zala was in command of air support.

Lost Project - Year 11: An experimental ship encountered in the middle of empty space, by the 3rd Imperial Fleet. Origins unknown, but suspected to have once been GE. Listed as destroyed.

Ghost Ship - Year 12: The 3rd Group goes to investigate and stop a rogue Dreadnaught that has been attacking civilian ships in uncharted space. Mission listed as successful.

City of Dreams - Year 12: Commander Zala's shuttle crash lands on a planet designed to be a city of paradise. But something dark lurks beneath the surface, and Zala finds out the only way to stop it and get out alive is to trust his enemies.

Quest - Year 13: Captain Zala engaged in a covert mission on board a refugee ship set for Coruscant to recover weapons from a downed Imperial craft. He succeeded in recovering them all, as well as assisting the local security force in a riot.

Quotes

"How many of you would like to die today?"

"I'll take hell before I surrender."

"Bloody hell."

Imperial Navy

Joined: Year 9 Day 154 (May 9th, 2008)

Service Record:

Grade	Insignia	Rank	Time held (Combine Time)	Time held (Real Time)
[E-1]		Recruit	Year 9 Day 154 - Year 9 Day 161	May 2nd, 2008 - May 9th, 2008
[E-2]		Crewman	Year 9 Day 161 - Year 9 Day 196	May 9th, 2008 - June 13th, 2008
[E-3]		Crewman First Class	Year 9 Day 196 - Year 9 Day 222	June 13th, 2008 - July 9th, 2008
[E-4]		Flight Corporal	Year 9 Day 222 - Year 9 Day 327	July 9th, 2008 - October 22nd, 2008
[E-5]		Flight Sergeant	Year 9 Day 327 - Year 10 Day 7	October 22nd, 2008 - December 6th, 2008
[E-6]		Staff Flight Sergeant	Year 10 Day 7 - Year 10 Day 77	December 6th, 2008 - February 14th, 2009
[E-7]		Master Flight Sergeant	Year 10 Day 77 - Year 10 Day 230	February 14th, 2009 - July 17th, 2009
[E-8]		Chief Flight Sergeant	Year 10 Day 230 - Year 10 Day 303	July 17th, 2009 - September 28th, 2009
[E-9]		Flight Officer	Year 10 Day 303 - Year 10 Day 356	September 28th, 2009 - November 20th, 2009
[O-1]		Ensign	Year 10 Day 356 - Year 11 Day 153	November 20th, 2009 - May 1st, 2010
[O-2]		Lieutenant Junior Grade	Year 11 Day 153 - Year 11 Day 265	May 1st, 2010 - August 21st, 2010
[O-3]		Lieutenant	Year 11 Day 265 - Year 11 Day 307	August 21st, 2010 - October 2nd, 2010
[O-4]		Lieutenant Commander	Year 11 Day 307 - Year 12 Day 166	October 2nd, 2010 - May 14th, 2011
[O-5]		Commander	Year 12 Day 166 - Year 12 Day 349	May 14th, 2011 - November 13th, 2011
[O-6]		Captain	Year 12 Day 349 - Year 13 Day 157	November 13th, 2011 - May 4th, 2012
[C-1]		Commodore	Year 13 Day 157 - Current	May 4th, 2012 - Current

Awards

Ribbon	Name	Date Awarded	Awarded by
	Imperial Academy Basic Graduate (IABG)	Year 12 Day 265 (5/10/2008)	--
	Mentioned in Dispatchers (DIS)	Year 12 Day 348 (8/04/2008)	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOC)	--	--
	Mentioned in Dispatchers (DIS2)	Year 12 Day 348 (10/13/2009)	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOC2)	(1/11/2010)	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOC3)	(3/01/2010)	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOC4)	(5/17/2010)	--
	Fleet Service Medal (FSM)	6/08/2010	--
	3rd Imperial Fleet Veteran (3IFV)	(7/23/2010)	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOC5)	Year 11, Day 293	--
	Development Services Team (DST)	--	Ardath Lemeth
	Letter of Commendation (LOC6)	--	--
	Letter of Commendation (LOCx7)	Year 11, Day 348 (11/12/2011)	--
	Mentioned in Dispatchers (MIDx3)	--	--
	Imperial Monthly Meeting (IMM-12)	--	--

Positions:

• Assigned to 3rd Imperial Fleet - [5/11/2008]
• Assigned as 3rd Imperial Fleet Executive Officer - [7/26/2010]
• Assigned as 3rd Imperial Fleet Commanding Officer - [8/22/2010]
• 4th Imperial Fleet, 3rd Group Commanding Officer - [1/01/2011]
• Assigned as Art Team Graphics Assistant - Date Unknown

Character Description

Appearence

Athrun is 6 feet in height, with a medium build customary for Naval pilots. His hair is black, a little longer than a normal military crop. He has green eyes that are friendly in appearance to most, but can cast a piercing gaze towards anyone who incurs his wrath. He has a scar caused by a dagger, running from his hairline to his jaw.

On duty, he wears his naval uniform, complete with a matching cap and black gloves. He always has a standard issue naval pistol in a holster at arm's reach, with a small sheathed vibroblade on the opposite side. When not on duty, he is almost always wearing his uniform, with or without his cap and gloves, and always his weapons. Rarely is he seen in civilian clothes.

Personality

LTCMDR Lemeth: Dedicated pilot, smart enough and loyal. Sometimes crazy but very kind in the depth of his soul.

Spiri: You're violent, caring, loving, cool, nice, depressed, angry, and great all at once. All I know is that you were awesome, and terrifyingish all at once.