UserWiki:Primus Draug'oth

Hi, I'm Primus Draug'oth! Now, I know what you're thinking, "OMG IT'S A COLOSSUS! RUN!" Well, no need to worry. I've sided with the Guardians to help them reclaim lost territory. Why? Because one: going to war all the time takes some energy out of my system (although my belligerent instincts will kick in when I get angry), and two: I'm so far the only Cabal to actually have sympathy for humanity. That's right; I've seen what you guys have lost and it truly makes me feel sorry for you. In fact, I'm sorry for all the Guardians I've killed since then: I hope you accept my apology. But let's not get depressing, okay? Because I have an interesting backstory that you might want to hear. So sit tight, it's going to be one hell of a ride. Here we go: this is my story.

Backstory
It all started when I was just 5 years old. My father was strong-willed and strict, yet caring and thoughtful, and he was part of the Cabal High Command. I aspired to become as strong as him one day, and he told me, "Very well, son. I will have to make this very clear, though. You are about to go through intensive training early in your life. Are you sure you would like to participate?" And I said, "Daddy, I insist. I wanna be in the elites, like you!" And my father answered, "Then I will sign you up for military training." "Thank you, Daddy!" And so began my first day of school. But I was too young to actually learn to fight, my dad told me. I replied that I was okay with that. My dad then gave me a pat on the back and said goodbye as he left for work. Now, school for the Cabal was a whole lot different than what you humans do. You see, we only learn about war, because we are, by nature, a warmongering species that will seek to overcome any challenge thrown our way. Also, we never go home until the end of the year. Instead, school offers us our own little rooms where we rest. The only time we leave is when it's time to go to class, which there are four of: equipment (physical education), tactics (study and observation), weapons (target practice), and technology (engineering). I was always in top shape, but I wasn't exactly a genius, as you're about to find out. It's my first day after all. All I got was a curriculum schedule for each class followed by an assembly led by our principal, Primus Ro'alg. He said that this school is what lays the foundation for future soldiers like me to become part of the greatest military force in the universe. After the assembly, we went to our rooms, but I stayed up later than everyone else because I was thinking whether or not I had made the right move. I was sure that I did, but I was beginning to have doubts. Whatever, there's no going back.

Then came the next day, and I was in for a real surprise, let me tell you! We actually start our classes today! I mean, I was only 5 years old! It's like, "Give me a break!" Well, at least they started out simple. Now, the first class of the day was physical education. We didn't play sports or do exercises. Instead, there was equipment we would use to increase our physical strength. This was so we could wear heavy armor and other related equipment that we had to practice moving around in. I picked up relatively quickly. My father was part of the Cabal High Command, and he gave me some advice before I went off on my own. He told me to allow all of my limbs to "think" independently when I put on that armor or it will weigh me down. I easily moved around in it. I could even run! But then the coach told me that I was all good and got me to stop. I was okay with that. But then another student shoved me to the side and did exactly what I did, but better. The reactions of the other students were mixed. On the one hand, they were impressed by his performance, but they didn't appreciate the fact that he shoved me, and neither did I! The coach saw it, too, and he told the student that he would be assigned solitary confinement during lunch. The next class was a weapons course, or target practice if you will. Because we were only starting out, we had to practice with Slug Rifles, as they form the staple of the Cabal military. Projection Rifles and Heavy Slug Throwers were reserved for the elites. My dad gave me a Slug Rifle for when I go to war, but he never gave me any tips on how to use the damn thing. Ah well, what could I do? Anyway, this target practice didn't only test my aim, but also my reflexes and situational awareness. I found myself shooting dummies down left and right without missing. "How was I doing so good?!", I thought to myself. I've never been taught to use it. I guess I was born with an advantage, I dunno. Now, as good as I was in the armor and weapons department, I had little concern for tactics. I always prefer to charge headlong into battle like a speeding freight train and knock my enemies down. Although I had high situational awareness, fast reflexes, and brute strength, I wasn't really that smart. And let's not forget that I screwed up my first technology project. Everyone made fun of me for that, even my own father.

Years passed, and I slowly but surely improved in tactics and technology. It took me a long time, but when I finally hit 13, I was able to program my first handmade landmine! I then took it out into the cold desert sands of Mars with my tech professor and father watching as it was about to blow up, and you know what? It exploded! They were both very proud of me, with my prof going as far as to say, "Why didn't you show me this hidden intellect of yours?" And I said, "Because I didn't know I had it!" My father laughed and said, "Well, you see, son. You not only need to be able to think on your feet, but also up in your head." "Why didn't you tell me so, dad?" "Because I already knew you were smart, my boy. I just wanted to make sure you agreed." And then I noticed my tactics professor coming towards and asked me to show my father just how much I've improved. A group of well-programmed AI targets advanced on my position with the press of a button, but I was ready. I read their movements and then opened fire. I did it! I wiped them all out without a scratch. They all surrounded me and showed me appreciation. But my first real test was about to arrive soon, for we were ambushed by the Vex. We were all prepared, though. I took out my Slug Rifle and pounded them with suppressive fire. I killed one wave, but then a Minotaur showed and I ran for cover. My father and professors covered me while I found another attack position using jump jets that were built-in with my armor set. We overwhelmed them and they retreated. Well, that was a close one, cuz I could've died! "What the hell was that?!", I shouted. My father then told me that the Cabal were in constant conflict with the Vex, specifically with a programming known as the Virgo Prohibition, which were among the most aggressive and dangerous Vex units known to Cabal-kind. I then learned that we were up against a powerful enemy that I had to face when I go to war. I was not ready yet. I had a few more years before I could join the ranks of the army.

Stay tuned for more!