Post by Damen Smull on Jun 12, 2017 13:28:15 GMT -5
Name: Damen Smull
Sex: Male
Age: 32 (Back in 1998)
Voice Actor: Mark Wahlberg
Occupation: Sergeant of Raccoon City S.W.A.T Team
Weapons:
.45 caliber M1911 style Handgun (Two clips, plus one in the gun)
M-4 Assault Rifle Carbine (three clips plus one in the gun.)
Folding Knife which is tucked into his back pocket.
Equipment: Bullet proof vest with two 1" thick plates (One for the front and one for the back) that says R.P.D. and his last name Smull on it, backpack that has two first aid kits along with a crowbar and three boxes of ammo (Two for the M-4 and one of the .45 caliber pistol rounds). Inside the bag is a brown leather Journal in which he writes in of his progress, what has happened and who he has met encase he doesn't make it so that there is evidence of what has happened in Raccoon City and where ever else he goes from there.
Appearance:
Damen Smull stands at Six feet, two inches. Weighs in at 205 pounds of Toned muscle. He's a Caucasian male with a slight tan. His hair color and length is a dark Chestnut brown that is short (Just barely reaching down past his ears). His Irises color is a Sapphire blue with flickers of white and black. On his jaw and upper lip is a five o'clock shadow. On his left forearm is tribal vines that spiral's up from the wrist and stops at the elbow. On his right Bicep is a tattoo of Rosary with the cross falling and the beads breaking apart from each other to make it look like it was torn away or was just ripped off of a person. His clothing consist of the standard Raccoon Police Department fatigues of the Dark Naval Blue cargo pants, matching shirt that has the R.P.D. Logo on the short sleeves, Black Combat steel tipped boots and wears black gloves which has extra padding across the knuckles and the palm so that it will be harder for him to scrape his hands from falling or if it brushes up against a chain link fence. Covering his elbows are the elbow pads that has Kevlar plastic material on the outside so that it is even harder to break, even if he consistently elbowed someone over and over again as hard as he could (doesn't mean that they are indestructible, just means they are harder to break then normal elbow pads seen.) Inside the one pocket to his vest is a pack of cigarettes with a zippo lighter (and has a carton of Malboro reds with a three count pack of lighters in his backpack). On his right thigh has a thigh holster rig set up for his .45 caliber handgun which has two slots for the two spare magazines. In the left side's cargo pant's pocket is the spare clips for the M-4 Assault rifle. His M-4 Assault rifle has a three point harness sling so that he could either have the rifle resting at his side or on his back in hand's reach to be able to quickly draw it back up in front of him.
Personality:
Sergeant Damen Smull is mostly a nice and friendly type of person where he will have a conversation with pretty much anyone that will want to strike up such a conversation with him. When he feels that things are a bit tense in the air, he will try to crack a joke to try and ease tensions or even try and talk people out of a high tension conflict. But if all else falls, he will turn to deadly force if it is the last and final resort, for he had taken an Oath to protect the Civilians of Raccoon City. It doesn't mean though that Damen is all fun and games most of the time. When he has a task to do or is trying to either get by zombies/ hostile people, he will be quiet and focused on the objective at hand. Some of the Police officers that he worked with hated when he smoked, but the reason for it is because of depression from losing his wife and unborn child when he was in his early 20's because of an automotive accident. So he uses smoking as a crutch to try and fight depression and to calm down his nerves when stress builds up on him.
Years later, he was spotted by the commander of the S.T.A.R.S unit (Special Tactics and Rescue Service) Albert Wesker , who was looking for new members from the list of files of the R.P.D personnel and saw Damen's file that he had scored top marks in marksmanship and was good at working with a team since he was a S.W.A.T member. When the offer came to him in the form of a letter and a request for him to be tested, he eagerly jumped onto the opportunity of joining the S.T.A.R.S. team since it was nearly every officer's wish/ dream to be selected to join their ranks since they were seen as the Elite of the Police department. The shooting test and Working with Team members wasn't the issue since he had marked high on their charts, it was what was written down in the psychological report and the outside observation was what costed him the chance of joining the team. This is what was said in his file.
"Date of Interview: June 12, 1997
Patient's Name: Sergeant Smull, Damen
Age: 31
Date of Birth: 06/30/1966
Occupation: Team Member of the Raccoon Police Departments Special Weapons And Tactics Unit (SWAT)
Name of the Psychologist leading the Exam: Dr. Lin Wong
Behavior Observation:
When Sergeant Smull first entered the office, he was relaxed and laid back. He was very polite when he first came in, asking me how I was and explained how he was doing and that he was super excited about having the chance to be working with the S.T.A.R.S unit. I started the session by asking him what he thought about some of his coworkers that he interacts with on a daily basis. Some of them was described as good people and great to work with. There was a couple where he let his humor come out and was being playful about how some acted during and off duty. With how the conversation was going, I decided to switch it up and ask him about how he is doing at his job as a SWAT member and about his record. His body postured tensed up a bit and he went from the happy go lucky person to one that was serious. It is stated that he takes his job serious when his team is called out to a scene or when he is being questioned about his decisions. He explained to me about his duties in the team that he is the guy who enters the room/ building first after the door has been breached or a stun/flash grenade has detonated inside of the location. It was described that his position is a point man, but he explained that some on his team call it the Suicide spot since the Point man would be the first one to be shot if not careful or if a suspect has started to shoot wildly. He went on stating the he would rather not have to shoot a suspect, that every person deserves a chance to redeem themselves. When he spoke of this, I noticed that he seemed to be carrying something or was holding something back for he acted for a brief moment sadden about something that was on his mind. While the interview went on, I was also reading further into his report when he was a police Police officer and was fresh from the Academy, he was on patrol one night and heard on the Dispatch that there was a fatal car crash because of a DUI and that the female victim was D.O.S.
It turned out to be his wife Lisa Smull who was 4 months pregnant. He had arrived on the scene and saw what was left of his wife's car down in an embankment. There was next to nothing left of the car. Five cops, it took five cops to keep Damen Smull from reaching the drunk driver who was in an ambulance. A Fellow Psychologist, Dr. Ethan Gramm had a session with Damen Smull and reported to the Chief of Police that Damen Smull was to be taken off active duty for two months and then would be checked over again after the two month period. Knowing that this was a very Sensitive subject, I proceeded to ask him about his wife and how he has been dealing with that heavy of a loss. I have made a copy of the conversation for both myself and for the commanding officer of S.T.A.R.S. I will not write down what was said in this report, but would rather let what he has said be evidence enough.
Notes:
As my final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two."
Audio Tape:
"Wong: Mr. Smull...
Smull: Doc please, just call me Damen. Or you can call me D.
Wong: Ok, Damen...I know this is going to be something hard to answer, but I need you to answer this so that I can see how far you have come.
Smull: How far from what Ms. Wong?
Wong: Since your wife's passing in the accident back in September of..*Sounds of papers moving is heard* 1989.
Smull:...you want me to answer you, as to how I have been dealing with the loss of my wife and unborn child? *His voice went sad as he spoke. The sounds of his voice breaking a bit was heard as he started cry in the office of Dr. Wong.* I'll tell you how I have been dealing with it...every time I drive down that road where she was hit and killed at, I wish it was me that was killed...not her and our little boy...they didn't deserve that. And what kind of Justice allows a man who killed not just one life, but possible whole generations of my family line to only be given 4 years with a chance of Parole? *A heavy sniff is heard on the audio* To me...he deserves to be hung for his crimes. But, I'm no judge nor Jury or even an Executioner. I'm just a simple Police officer with a badge. I should have killed him on the scene...I should have killed him.....don't get me wrong....every person deserves a second chance at salvation and to do good in this world....but how can I let go of such anger towards him that he took almost everything from me? *Audio tape ends there*"
History:
Damen Smull was born at Raccoon Hospital on June 30th, 1966 at 11:00 O'clock at night (23:00 hours). His father was a Police officer while his mother was a nurse. Life was easy when he was younger. He was a good student while going through his school years. Never picked a fight with any of the other kids, even if they tried to pick one with him. When he hit highschool, that's when he figured out he wanted to become a police officer, like his father. Damen explained this to his father one night at the kitchen table while they ate dinner, his father was pleased that his son was going to follow in his foot steps which lead to them going to the firing range to get some practice in since he would need to learn how to shoot, break down and clean his firearm. His father had taught him a great deal while he was still alive. When he turned 17 and was a Junior in his Highschool, he met a girl he really liked: Lindsay Crowley. The two of them became friends after a brief embarrassing moment where Damen stuttered a bit while trying to introduce himself. The two of them started to date when they both became seniors. During his senior year, he had picked up a job in construction where he began to save up money so that he could afford to go to the Academy to become a Raccoon Police officer. Lindsay was saving up as well from her job as a waitress. They both were happy being around each other and felt like they had known each other for a life time.
After Graduation, he saw that he was actually short on funds and was going to wait a year to try and to enlist to the Academy, but a letter came in the mail that he was accepted into it. He had asked his parents and his father had told him that he had borrowed from his 401K to help him pay for his education. Damen was told that he starts in two days. So Damen left his job at the Construction company and went and got a job at a foundry. With the money that the two had saved up, they both were able to get an apartment near the river. For his two years of being in the Academy was like him in his previous schools, he made some friends, he worked hard for his dream and was doing great. Many of the instructor's knew of his father, so they didn't take it easy or take things lightly for him. Damen was a son of a Police officer and he had to earn his spot on the force if he wanted to make it. On holidays, him and Lindsay visited his parents and heard the tales of his Father's career and how he made Detective. But into his second year, he was met at the firing range by his father's partner who came baring bad news. His father was shot and killed in the line of duty while chasing down a suspect who had robbed a small grocery store and killed the shop clerk working that shift. The day of the Funereal, it was a closed casket. Damen felt low at this point since his father, mentor and friend for many years was now gone from this world. A couple of weeks later, his mom passed away in her sleep. They knew that she died from a broken heart and didn't want to move on without her husband and Soul mate.
Seeing as his family was now gone, he figured since he was close to finishing the Academy, he popped the question to Lindsay if she would be his wife. Happy about the question, she said yes and a week later, they went down to the court house and got married at the Justice of the Peace. As a wedding gift since news spread like a wild fire through the academy and through the R.P.D, his father's former partner came around to Damen's and Lindsay's apartment and delivered to Damen his father's .45 caliber handgun. With it, he carried it with him at all times. After Graduating, he was assigned to Squad car duty and would drive around the city. In this point in time, they both found out that she was pregnant and it made him very happy. Everyday before he went to work, he would kiss his wife and then kiss her stomach and say to the baby inside of her, 'I will be seeing you and mommy when Daddy get's home.' While Damen worked as a police officer, Lindsay worked at the Raccoon City Youth Center as an aid. One night, she was driving home from work when a drunk driver swerved into her lane, slamming into the front driver side corner. It caused the car to slide backwards in an angle and flip multiple times down in an embankment. When the car had stopped, it was all crumbled in on itself and smashed together. Damen was on the other side of the city when he had gotten the call on the radio that there was a fatal car crash and needed immediate assistance at the scene. Turning on his lights and sirens, he raced to the scene of the accident to see most of the police force on his shift was there at the scene already. Stepping out, he began to make his way over to the embankment when he saw the license plate of his now dead wife's car laying on the ground bent. Seeing it, fear consumed him as he tried to race towards the car. But he stopped at the cusp of it and looked down at the scene. They had put a massive blue tarp over it and Damen just fell to his knees and cried, screaming out for Lindsay. He was met by sympathetic hands from officer's that were there. Turning his head, he heard the sound of the gurney going into the one ambulance and saw the battered up drunk driver. Getting up to his feet, he ran for him. But five officers that was his friends all grabbed him and brought him to the ground. Yelling, he tried to crawl after him, but it was no use.
The Funereal took place a couple of days before the drunk driver's court date. Like his father, this was a closed casket since the accident was so bad, that they couldn't reconstruct the body properly. It was raining that day as he stood over the grave of his wife as her body was lowered into the ground for her eternal rest. Holding two roses, one a red one and one of white, he placed them onto her and her son's coffin. Most of the officer's of the R.P.D had come out and grieve along side their broken brother. Tears streamed down his face as he just stood there silently watching, praying that justice would be served for his dead wife and unborn son. Some had come up and gave him a pat on the shoulder while others just hugged him and told him that everything will be okay and that they are their for him if he needed anything. Not one officer would until he had left and by this time, he was soaking wet. After standing there for three hours, he decided that he needed to go home and get some rest. As he did, the officer's that stayed with him lined up along the path and saluted him. Stepping inside of the apartment, he felt lost. There was no sense of direction as he stood there in the quiet apartment. All the lights were off as he aimlessly walked around, remembering happy memories in each of the rooms. He finally stopped in what was going to be his son's nursery. The crib was set in the right corner with a small dresser on the other side of the room. A small box of toys was in the center of the room with a stroller in the corner by the door. Falling to his knees, he just began to weep again. He was a broken man who felt like he had lost his purpose. For weeks, he went to the court dates for the case of the drunk driver while in his Police Dress uniform. When the verdict came out, he was to get 4 years behind bars with a chance of Parole and had to go to rehab for a year. Damen felt like it was just a slap on the wrist. Leaving the court room, he was asked what he had thought about the decision. He said these words over live Television. "It's not fair that the Justice that I serve to protect gives him a slap on the wrist while my wife and unborn son are both laying six feet under the ground. What kind of Justice is that where he only get's four years with the chance of Parole?"
After the proceedings, he was evaluated by the station's Psychologist Dr Ethan Gramm who saw that Officer Damen Smull was unstable and not fit for active duty. He was ordered two months of leave with pay so that he could grieve over his loss. But the only grieving he did was at the bottom of a Jack Daniels bottle. In fact, three bottles a day. He barely ate and would get drunk. Wouldn't leave the quiet apartment. Word came through the station about his state of mind and his partner Jack Creed came around and helped him out. It first started with an argument that went for about an hour and escalated to a physical fight. In the fight, Damen was knocked out cold leaving him on the floor of the destroyed living room. Jack hurried and dumped what was left of all the booze inside of the apartment down into the toilet. The young officer had to go through withdraw cold turkey so that he could go back to work with the help of Jack. It had taken a month of him being Cold turkey to get the urge of alcohol out of his system. His partner pretty much forced Damen to eat so that he didn't look like a near skeleton of his former self. Time went by quickly and he was evaluated again and this time, he was clear for duty. For the next couple of years, he kept to himself for a bit and was promoted to Sergeant and then was transferred to the Swat team. SWAT was called whenever a person was robbing a bank and staying inside of it, someone had brought in a gun (or twelve) into the Raccoon General Hospital, drug raids, and to be body guards of sorts when the Mayor made a speech to the crowd or if an Umbrella executive had set up a meeting at Town hall. What Sergeant Smull didn't know was that someone was keeping his eyes on Damen since he was putting a team together and he wanted to best of the best that would follow orders to a T. and Damen knew how to take orders.
On June 6th, 1997 he had received a letter in his mailbox at the station. As he pulled it out, he saw the S.T.A.R.S. logo on the Envelope and it said on the front of it. "To Sergeant Damen Smull, From: Captain Albert Wesker" Across the station, everyone knew that Wesker was looking for members for the S.T.A.R.S. unit and that he was going to be splitting it into two teams. One was called Alpha Team and a Bravo Team. Upon seeing the name on it, his heart started to race as he walked to his desk and eagerly opened it. Unfolding the letter inside, he read over it slowly so that he didn't miss a single word on the page. "Sergeant Smull, I am writing this letter to you to inform you that you have been selected out of a stack of files to join the Special Tactics and Rescue Service unit. I wanted to tell you this in person, but I heard from the other officer's that you and your SWAT team were out dealing with a Bank Robbery, this is why I'm writing this letter. Before I can have you fully on board with the team, you will be needing to go through a couple of tests and a Psychological Evaluation. When everything checks out, then I will have you meet the rest of the Team. Sincerely, Captain Albert Wesker." His hands started to shake as he thought this might be a joke, so he read it over three more times and saw that this was completely real and that he was going to be a member of the top elite unit on the force of Raccoon City. With such good news in his life as of late, he went home and gotten a good night's rest by going to bed early so that he could get up early to get everything started. Picking up the phone the next morning, he found out the soonest he could go see the Psychologist was June 12th. He didn't think a few days wait would hurt. Heading on over down to the station, he was met inside by the instructor for the S.T.A.R.S. team enrollment. He was first going to test Damen's aim, reaction time, weapon's break down and assembly. Then he was going to bring in a couple of team members and have them work together in a Scenario. Being lead to the weapons Range, he was asked to pick a weapon of his choice. There was a wide range of weapons he could have picked, but the one he was more comfortable with and had the most time with was the M-4 Assault rifle. Picking it up, he was asked to break down the weapon and then he was instructed to put it all back together, slap in the clip, and go straight to the firing range to hit as many targets in the coarse of time and with the ammo of the one clip he had. The instructor picked up the start time watch, he said Go. Damen Quickly began to take the rifle all apart and was placing the parts on a bench in a particular order. When it was fully taken apart, he began the process of putting it all back together and the instructor noticed why he had done that. It was so that when he had it all apart, he could just go backwards from where he had ended and reverse the process. While thinking it over, the instructor heard the sound of the clip slapping inside and the receiver feeding in a new round. He had stopped the watch and it said 1 minute and 43 seconds.
Damen was then ordered to go to the next area. Hurrying, Damen rushed over and raised the rifle up. His thumb hit the fire rate switch and bumped it from single shot to three round burst. He noticed rows of Targets that starts from the back and moves towards him and then back again. But he noticed that there was slots on the sides of the walls and two rail tracks. There was going to be targets moving from the sides as well. This made him smile as he heard the buzzer ring loudly to warn that the range is now hot and weapons were going to fire. The six rows of targets began to move and he began to do what he was trained to do. His finger squeezed the trigger each time, letting three rounds to blast forth from the rifle into the advancing targets. After each target was hit in the chest by the three round burst, he would quickly switch to the next target and do the process over again. He would hit the targets first in the chest and then would hit them in the heads since all cops know that sometimes a hostage can be taken and a head is usually exposed. Once the rows of targets had a good amount of holes into them, the targets from the slots started to come out. Aiming at them, he began to fire again, but by the third moving target he was out. Quickly dropping the rifle to the table, he upholstered his .45 caliber handgun and began to fire again. The instructor was impressed since only a handful of people that was already part of the team had found that same loop hole that Damen just exploited. Since his sidearm only held 12 shots unlike the 15 round clips of the 9mm Beretta, it meant he had to reload fast and make every shot count. The buzzer rang out again and Damen set his handgun down onto the table with gun smoke still pouring out of the barrel and the slide was still back with the three empty clips sitting by his gun. The instructor went around and gathered the targets and brought them back. He let out a long whistle and said to Damen. "And your sure you don't want to be one of our Sharpshooters? With this type of hits, you'd be damn good at it." Damen just shook his with a smile and only patted the M-4 Assault rifle. The instructor shrugged his shoulders then lead him to out back of the building where they performed scenarios for the different squads (Such as S.T.A.R.S. and S.W.A.T.), K-9 Unit's and the regular Police Officers. At the mock house, they were met by two Police officers. "You see Sergeant Smull, we sometimes work with the Police. We from time to time move our people around the grid of the destination. So today, you'll be playing one of ours and you are to go in there, kill the four hostiles and rescue the five hostages inside this mock house. In the Scenario, a bank robbery had just happened and there is seven suspects on the run. Four of them were seen entering this home. The rest of the team are scattered around Raccoon City with police officers such as these two searching for the rest. You and these two officers were the closest to the home. The weapons on the table here have paint rounds inside and you will be engaging with actual targets this time. Through out the house, you have four S.T.A.R.S members inside waiting for you. You may begin when ready. You can use whatever is in the starting area for this Scenario." Going over to the table, he saw a couple of handguns, and a couple of M-16's. Picking up a handgun and the M-16, he noticed that there was a squad car as well. Thinking about it, he went over to it and popped open the trunk. Going to the back of the car, he opened it up and saw that whoever drove the car had three flash bangs and three stun grenades. Smirking to himself, he waved the two cops over and told them his plan.
With all three of them nodding their heads, they all went into position. The instructor saw that they were in formation for a standard protocol. Damen counted down slowly to three and made sure that it was loud. His eyes looked at each of the windows and saw that it was dark inside. As soon as three was heard, all three of them broke away from the door and tossed in through the windows the 7 different grenades. They all went off at around the same time with a two second delay between explosions. Listening close, he heard six people inside yelling from the bright flashes. Kicking in the door now, the three of them went through room to room, clearing out the 'Hostiles'. Gunshots were heard as they went upstairs and then went back outside as Damen still had that smile on his face. "H-how did you know that they were going to use Night vision?" Damen shook his head and said to him in response. "If you are going to use night vision, make sure you either board up the windows or put up trash bags. Standard procedure is to toss flash bangs or stun's into a room your are going to clear out. In this case, we tossed them from outside and into the rooms directly and listened to hear where the screams would come from. No matter how much you train or thing you are a tough guy, A flash and a stun will make you yell and curse like a sailor." "Well Sergeant Smull, you past my tests. Go get some rest. You earned it from what I saw today." Sergeant Damen Smull saluted the instructor and then left. The next few days was slow for him as he waited to meet the Psychologist to perform her exam on him. In the mean time, he kept to himself about the matter and was at work like usual. But when the time came for his appointment, he was there at the office waiting room a half hour early. He was super eager to get this over and done with. He was sure he would pass this Exam.
The notes from Doctor Wong from earlier in the Personality
Damen waited for a few days before he had heard word back about what was going to happen. On the fifth day of waiting, he saw that there was a letter in his mailbox again. Ripping it open, he unfolded the letter and started to read it, but this time he started to frown. "Dear Sergeant Smull, it saddens me to inform you that under the Recommendation of Dr. Wong, you have failed the Evaluation for her exam. She has noted in her report and I will quote what she said, 'final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two.' On the previous tests you took days before that Evaluation, Instructor Bill Anderson noted that you are a top grade shot and is very resourceful when it comes to scenarios. I will have you Reevaluated in a year and hope that you will pass the second time. Again, I am sorry that you didn't make the cut. Sincerely, Captain Albert Wesker." His eyes scanned the two pages that was provided to him and sighed slowly as he looked down at the floor. Crumbling up the pieces of papers in his hands, he tossed it into the trash can that was beside his desk. Shaking his head slowly, he just sat there for a while not wanting to move or do anything. But, he wanted a hard drink right about now, which he denied the thought since he figured it wouldn't be right if he started up his bad habit again. Sighing again, he pushed himself up to his feet and grabbed his truck keys. He was going to head home after a long shift since someone wanted to hold up a Donut shop with an AK-47.
One year time skip. August 15th, 1998: 'And Hell brought forth Demons into our world...'
It has been almost a full year since Sergeant Smull has failed his S.T.A.R.S. exam and less then a month since Chief of Police Brian Irons disbanding the S.T.A.R.S. department. There has been cases across the city of people attacking others. But this wasn't normal attacks, those attacking were eating others. They had went crazy and went Cannibal on whoever they came across in the streets, public buildings or even peoples homes. SWAT was called for those cases to deal and apprehend the attackers. Every member was working around the clock as well as the police officers that backed them up on the streets. Supposedly, there was rumors and even reports from civilians that they are seeing monsters going around the city. But when official's went to investigate the claims, they only found badly mauled bodies on the ground. Most of the SWAT members haven't been to their place of homes in weeks since they have been so busy trying to round up those that were attacking innocent people. A Couple of SWAT members and police officers were attacked and sent to the hospital to get their wounds treated. No one knew what was to happen. That these things were actually the undead because of the Virus made by Umbrella corporation. It was all a top secret and almost 99% of the Police force didn't know of it. Only C.O.F Brian Irons knew of it and what the plans were since he was in the back pocket of Umbrella's payroll. Damen woke up one day in the changing room as he had tried to take a nap. Pushing himself off of the Cot he was sleeping on, he heard screaming coming from the detention cell area. Rushing out, there was gun fire. As he was passing by his locker, he grabbed his handgun and his M-4 assault rifle and made a mad dash towards the sounds of combat. As he made his way into the area, he saw that the cage was opened and those that they had detained were spewing out and eating the police officers that they had fallen onto. Aiming down his scope, he began to open fire, taking as many out as possible. But body shots weren't doing a thing to stopping them. It only made them slow down slightly. Even shots to the legs/ knees didn't even phase them. Since lives were at stake and officer's were either killed or assaulted, lethal force was allowed. He began to fire into the heads of the people that stumbled towards them, making their bodies hitting the ground where they were. Dropping the empty magazine, she swung the empty M-4 to behind him from the straps and pulled out his .45 where he began to fire again. More officers and SWAT members came forth and joined in on the firing. Soon, bodies were riddled up and laid everywhere on the ground before them. Reloading their weapons, there was now a massive clean up job on their hands. But they needed to get the officers that survived the initial attack to the hospital immediately. Grabbing the SWAT trucks, and the detention Van's and loaded them up with the injured officers. Each of them were sent out to the hospital while the rest of them were called out to barricade parts of the city. The reports coming in was that the dead have arisen and was attacking people.
Introduction:
Sex: Male
Age: 32 (Back in 1998)
Voice Actor: Mark Wahlberg
Occupation: Sergeant of Raccoon City S.W.A.T Team
Weapons:
.45 caliber M1911 style Handgun (Two clips, plus one in the gun)
M-4 Assault Rifle Carbine (three clips plus one in the gun.)
Folding Knife which is tucked into his back pocket.
Equipment: Bullet proof vest with two 1" thick plates (One for the front and one for the back) that says R.P.D. and his last name Smull on it, backpack that has two first aid kits along with a crowbar and three boxes of ammo (Two for the M-4 and one of the .45 caliber pistol rounds). Inside the bag is a brown leather Journal in which he writes in of his progress, what has happened and who he has met encase he doesn't make it so that there is evidence of what has happened in Raccoon City and where ever else he goes from there.
Appearance:
Damen Smull stands at Six feet, two inches. Weighs in at 205 pounds of Toned muscle. He's a Caucasian male with a slight tan. His hair color and length is a dark Chestnut brown that is short (Just barely reaching down past his ears). His Irises color is a Sapphire blue with flickers of white and black. On his jaw and upper lip is a five o'clock shadow. On his left forearm is tribal vines that spiral's up from the wrist and stops at the elbow. On his right Bicep is a tattoo of Rosary with the cross falling and the beads breaking apart from each other to make it look like it was torn away or was just ripped off of a person. His clothing consist of the standard Raccoon Police Department fatigues of the Dark Naval Blue cargo pants, matching shirt that has the R.P.D. Logo on the short sleeves, Black Combat steel tipped boots and wears black gloves which has extra padding across the knuckles and the palm so that it will be harder for him to scrape his hands from falling or if it brushes up against a chain link fence. Covering his elbows are the elbow pads that has Kevlar plastic material on the outside so that it is even harder to break, even if he consistently elbowed someone over and over again as hard as he could (doesn't mean that they are indestructible, just means they are harder to break then normal elbow pads seen.) Inside the one pocket to his vest is a pack of cigarettes with a zippo lighter (and has a carton of Malboro reds with a three count pack of lighters in his backpack). On his right thigh has a thigh holster rig set up for his .45 caliber handgun which has two slots for the two spare magazines. In the left side's cargo pant's pocket is the spare clips for the M-4 Assault rifle. His M-4 Assault rifle has a three point harness sling so that he could either have the rifle resting at his side or on his back in hand's reach to be able to quickly draw it back up in front of him.
Personality:
Sergeant Damen Smull is mostly a nice and friendly type of person where he will have a conversation with pretty much anyone that will want to strike up such a conversation with him. When he feels that things are a bit tense in the air, he will try to crack a joke to try and ease tensions or even try and talk people out of a high tension conflict. But if all else falls, he will turn to deadly force if it is the last and final resort, for he had taken an Oath to protect the Civilians of Raccoon City. It doesn't mean though that Damen is all fun and games most of the time. When he has a task to do or is trying to either get by zombies/ hostile people, he will be quiet and focused on the objective at hand. Some of the Police officers that he worked with hated when he smoked, but the reason for it is because of depression from losing his wife and unborn child when he was in his early 20's because of an automotive accident. So he uses smoking as a crutch to try and fight depression and to calm down his nerves when stress builds up on him.
Years later, he was spotted by the commander of the S.T.A.R.S unit (Special Tactics and Rescue Service) Albert Wesker , who was looking for new members from the list of files of the R.P.D personnel and saw Damen's file that he had scored top marks in marksmanship and was good at working with a team since he was a S.W.A.T member. When the offer came to him in the form of a letter and a request for him to be tested, he eagerly jumped onto the opportunity of joining the S.T.A.R.S. team since it was nearly every officer's wish/ dream to be selected to join their ranks since they were seen as the Elite of the Police department. The shooting test and Working with Team members wasn't the issue since he had marked high on their charts, it was what was written down in the psychological report and the outside observation was what costed him the chance of joining the team. This is what was said in his file.
"Date of Interview: June 12, 1997
Patient's Name: Sergeant Smull, Damen
Age: 31
Date of Birth: 06/30/1966
Occupation: Team Member of the Raccoon Police Departments Special Weapons And Tactics Unit (SWAT)
Name of the Psychologist leading the Exam: Dr. Lin Wong
Behavior Observation:
When Sergeant Smull first entered the office, he was relaxed and laid back. He was very polite when he first came in, asking me how I was and explained how he was doing and that he was super excited about having the chance to be working with the S.T.A.R.S unit. I started the session by asking him what he thought about some of his coworkers that he interacts with on a daily basis. Some of them was described as good people and great to work with. There was a couple where he let his humor come out and was being playful about how some acted during and off duty. With how the conversation was going, I decided to switch it up and ask him about how he is doing at his job as a SWAT member and about his record. His body postured tensed up a bit and he went from the happy go lucky person to one that was serious. It is stated that he takes his job serious when his team is called out to a scene or when he is being questioned about his decisions. He explained to me about his duties in the team that he is the guy who enters the room/ building first after the door has been breached or a stun/flash grenade has detonated inside of the location. It was described that his position is a point man, but he explained that some on his team call it the Suicide spot since the Point man would be the first one to be shot if not careful or if a suspect has started to shoot wildly. He went on stating the he would rather not have to shoot a suspect, that every person deserves a chance to redeem themselves. When he spoke of this, I noticed that he seemed to be carrying something or was holding something back for he acted for a brief moment sadden about something that was on his mind. While the interview went on, I was also reading further into his report when he was a police Police officer and was fresh from the Academy, he was on patrol one night and heard on the Dispatch that there was a fatal car crash because of a DUI and that the female victim was D.O.S.
It turned out to be his wife Lisa Smull who was 4 months pregnant. He had arrived on the scene and saw what was left of his wife's car down in an embankment. There was next to nothing left of the car. Five cops, it took five cops to keep Damen Smull from reaching the drunk driver who was in an ambulance. A Fellow Psychologist, Dr. Ethan Gramm had a session with Damen Smull and reported to the Chief of Police that Damen Smull was to be taken off active duty for two months and then would be checked over again after the two month period. Knowing that this was a very Sensitive subject, I proceeded to ask him about his wife and how he has been dealing with that heavy of a loss. I have made a copy of the conversation for both myself and for the commanding officer of S.T.A.R.S. I will not write down what was said in this report, but would rather let what he has said be evidence enough.
Notes:
As my final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two."
Audio Tape:
"Wong: Mr. Smull...
Smull: Doc please, just call me Damen. Or you can call me D.
Wong: Ok, Damen...I know this is going to be something hard to answer, but I need you to answer this so that I can see how far you have come.
Smull: How far from what Ms. Wong?
Wong: Since your wife's passing in the accident back in September of..*Sounds of papers moving is heard* 1989.
Smull:...you want me to answer you, as to how I have been dealing with the loss of my wife and unborn child? *His voice went sad as he spoke. The sounds of his voice breaking a bit was heard as he started cry in the office of Dr. Wong.* I'll tell you how I have been dealing with it...every time I drive down that road where she was hit and killed at, I wish it was me that was killed...not her and our little boy...they didn't deserve that. And what kind of Justice allows a man who killed not just one life, but possible whole generations of my family line to only be given 4 years with a chance of Parole? *A heavy sniff is heard on the audio* To me...he deserves to be hung for his crimes. But, I'm no judge nor Jury or even an Executioner. I'm just a simple Police officer with a badge. I should have killed him on the scene...I should have killed him.....don't get me wrong....every person deserves a second chance at salvation and to do good in this world....but how can I let go of such anger towards him that he took almost everything from me? *Audio tape ends there*"
History:
Damen Smull was born at Raccoon Hospital on June 30th, 1966 at 11:00 O'clock at night (23:00 hours). His father was a Police officer while his mother was a nurse. Life was easy when he was younger. He was a good student while going through his school years. Never picked a fight with any of the other kids, even if they tried to pick one with him. When he hit highschool, that's when he figured out he wanted to become a police officer, like his father. Damen explained this to his father one night at the kitchen table while they ate dinner, his father was pleased that his son was going to follow in his foot steps which lead to them going to the firing range to get some practice in since he would need to learn how to shoot, break down and clean his firearm. His father had taught him a great deal while he was still alive. When he turned 17 and was a Junior in his Highschool, he met a girl he really liked: Lindsay Crowley. The two of them became friends after a brief embarrassing moment where Damen stuttered a bit while trying to introduce himself. The two of them started to date when they both became seniors. During his senior year, he had picked up a job in construction where he began to save up money so that he could afford to go to the Academy to become a Raccoon Police officer. Lindsay was saving up as well from her job as a waitress. They both were happy being around each other and felt like they had known each other for a life time.
After Graduation, he saw that he was actually short on funds and was going to wait a year to try and to enlist to the Academy, but a letter came in the mail that he was accepted into it. He had asked his parents and his father had told him that he had borrowed from his 401K to help him pay for his education. Damen was told that he starts in two days. So Damen left his job at the Construction company and went and got a job at a foundry. With the money that the two had saved up, they both were able to get an apartment near the river. For his two years of being in the Academy was like him in his previous schools, he made some friends, he worked hard for his dream and was doing great. Many of the instructor's knew of his father, so they didn't take it easy or take things lightly for him. Damen was a son of a Police officer and he had to earn his spot on the force if he wanted to make it. On holidays, him and Lindsay visited his parents and heard the tales of his Father's career and how he made Detective. But into his second year, he was met at the firing range by his father's partner who came baring bad news. His father was shot and killed in the line of duty while chasing down a suspect who had robbed a small grocery store and killed the shop clerk working that shift. The day of the Funereal, it was a closed casket. Damen felt low at this point since his father, mentor and friend for many years was now gone from this world. A couple of weeks later, his mom passed away in her sleep. They knew that she died from a broken heart and didn't want to move on without her husband and Soul mate.
Seeing as his family was now gone, he figured since he was close to finishing the Academy, he popped the question to Lindsay if she would be his wife. Happy about the question, she said yes and a week later, they went down to the court house and got married at the Justice of the Peace. As a wedding gift since news spread like a wild fire through the academy and through the R.P.D, his father's former partner came around to Damen's and Lindsay's apartment and delivered to Damen his father's .45 caliber handgun. With it, he carried it with him at all times. After Graduating, he was assigned to Squad car duty and would drive around the city. In this point in time, they both found out that she was pregnant and it made him very happy. Everyday before he went to work, he would kiss his wife and then kiss her stomach and say to the baby inside of her, 'I will be seeing you and mommy when Daddy get's home.' While Damen worked as a police officer, Lindsay worked at the Raccoon City Youth Center as an aid. One night, she was driving home from work when a drunk driver swerved into her lane, slamming into the front driver side corner. It caused the car to slide backwards in an angle and flip multiple times down in an embankment. When the car had stopped, it was all crumbled in on itself and smashed together. Damen was on the other side of the city when he had gotten the call on the radio that there was a fatal car crash and needed immediate assistance at the scene. Turning on his lights and sirens, he raced to the scene of the accident to see most of the police force on his shift was there at the scene already. Stepping out, he began to make his way over to the embankment when he saw the license plate of his now dead wife's car laying on the ground bent. Seeing it, fear consumed him as he tried to race towards the car. But he stopped at the cusp of it and looked down at the scene. They had put a massive blue tarp over it and Damen just fell to his knees and cried, screaming out for Lindsay. He was met by sympathetic hands from officer's that were there. Turning his head, he heard the sound of the gurney going into the one ambulance and saw the battered up drunk driver. Getting up to his feet, he ran for him. But five officers that was his friends all grabbed him and brought him to the ground. Yelling, he tried to crawl after him, but it was no use.
The Funereal took place a couple of days before the drunk driver's court date. Like his father, this was a closed casket since the accident was so bad, that they couldn't reconstruct the body properly. It was raining that day as he stood over the grave of his wife as her body was lowered into the ground for her eternal rest. Holding two roses, one a red one and one of white, he placed them onto her and her son's coffin. Most of the officer's of the R.P.D had come out and grieve along side their broken brother. Tears streamed down his face as he just stood there silently watching, praying that justice would be served for his dead wife and unborn son. Some had come up and gave him a pat on the shoulder while others just hugged him and told him that everything will be okay and that they are their for him if he needed anything. Not one officer would until he had left and by this time, he was soaking wet. After standing there for three hours, he decided that he needed to go home and get some rest. As he did, the officer's that stayed with him lined up along the path and saluted him. Stepping inside of the apartment, he felt lost. There was no sense of direction as he stood there in the quiet apartment. All the lights were off as he aimlessly walked around, remembering happy memories in each of the rooms. He finally stopped in what was going to be his son's nursery. The crib was set in the right corner with a small dresser on the other side of the room. A small box of toys was in the center of the room with a stroller in the corner by the door. Falling to his knees, he just began to weep again. He was a broken man who felt like he had lost his purpose. For weeks, he went to the court dates for the case of the drunk driver while in his Police Dress uniform. When the verdict came out, he was to get 4 years behind bars with a chance of Parole and had to go to rehab for a year. Damen felt like it was just a slap on the wrist. Leaving the court room, he was asked what he had thought about the decision. He said these words over live Television. "It's not fair that the Justice that I serve to protect gives him a slap on the wrist while my wife and unborn son are both laying six feet under the ground. What kind of Justice is that where he only get's four years with the chance of Parole?"
After the proceedings, he was evaluated by the station's Psychologist Dr Ethan Gramm who saw that Officer Damen Smull was unstable and not fit for active duty. He was ordered two months of leave with pay so that he could grieve over his loss. But the only grieving he did was at the bottom of a Jack Daniels bottle. In fact, three bottles a day. He barely ate and would get drunk. Wouldn't leave the quiet apartment. Word came through the station about his state of mind and his partner Jack Creed came around and helped him out. It first started with an argument that went for about an hour and escalated to a physical fight. In the fight, Damen was knocked out cold leaving him on the floor of the destroyed living room. Jack hurried and dumped what was left of all the booze inside of the apartment down into the toilet. The young officer had to go through withdraw cold turkey so that he could go back to work with the help of Jack. It had taken a month of him being Cold turkey to get the urge of alcohol out of his system. His partner pretty much forced Damen to eat so that he didn't look like a near skeleton of his former self. Time went by quickly and he was evaluated again and this time, he was clear for duty. For the next couple of years, he kept to himself for a bit and was promoted to Sergeant and then was transferred to the Swat team. SWAT was called whenever a person was robbing a bank and staying inside of it, someone had brought in a gun (or twelve) into the Raccoon General Hospital, drug raids, and to be body guards of sorts when the Mayor made a speech to the crowd or if an Umbrella executive had set up a meeting at Town hall. What Sergeant Smull didn't know was that someone was keeping his eyes on Damen since he was putting a team together and he wanted to best of the best that would follow orders to a T. and Damen knew how to take orders.
On June 6th, 1997 he had received a letter in his mailbox at the station. As he pulled it out, he saw the S.T.A.R.S. logo on the Envelope and it said on the front of it. "To Sergeant Damen Smull, From: Captain Albert Wesker" Across the station, everyone knew that Wesker was looking for members for the S.T.A.R.S. unit and that he was going to be splitting it into two teams. One was called Alpha Team and a Bravo Team. Upon seeing the name on it, his heart started to race as he walked to his desk and eagerly opened it. Unfolding the letter inside, he read over it slowly so that he didn't miss a single word on the page. "Sergeant Smull, I am writing this letter to you to inform you that you have been selected out of a stack of files to join the Special Tactics and Rescue Service unit. I wanted to tell you this in person, but I heard from the other officer's that you and your SWAT team were out dealing with a Bank Robbery, this is why I'm writing this letter. Before I can have you fully on board with the team, you will be needing to go through a couple of tests and a Psychological Evaluation. When everything checks out, then I will have you meet the rest of the Team. Sincerely, Captain Albert Wesker." His hands started to shake as he thought this might be a joke, so he read it over three more times and saw that this was completely real and that he was going to be a member of the top elite unit on the force of Raccoon City. With such good news in his life as of late, he went home and gotten a good night's rest by going to bed early so that he could get up early to get everything started. Picking up the phone the next morning, he found out the soonest he could go see the Psychologist was June 12th. He didn't think a few days wait would hurt. Heading on over down to the station, he was met inside by the instructor for the S.T.A.R.S. team enrollment. He was first going to test Damen's aim, reaction time, weapon's break down and assembly. Then he was going to bring in a couple of team members and have them work together in a Scenario. Being lead to the weapons Range, he was asked to pick a weapon of his choice. There was a wide range of weapons he could have picked, but the one he was more comfortable with and had the most time with was the M-4 Assault rifle. Picking it up, he was asked to break down the weapon and then he was instructed to put it all back together, slap in the clip, and go straight to the firing range to hit as many targets in the coarse of time and with the ammo of the one clip he had. The instructor picked up the start time watch, he said Go. Damen Quickly began to take the rifle all apart and was placing the parts on a bench in a particular order. When it was fully taken apart, he began the process of putting it all back together and the instructor noticed why he had done that. It was so that when he had it all apart, he could just go backwards from where he had ended and reverse the process. While thinking it over, the instructor heard the sound of the clip slapping inside and the receiver feeding in a new round. He had stopped the watch and it said 1 minute and 43 seconds.
Damen was then ordered to go to the next area. Hurrying, Damen rushed over and raised the rifle up. His thumb hit the fire rate switch and bumped it from single shot to three round burst. He noticed rows of Targets that starts from the back and moves towards him and then back again. But he noticed that there was slots on the sides of the walls and two rail tracks. There was going to be targets moving from the sides as well. This made him smile as he heard the buzzer ring loudly to warn that the range is now hot and weapons were going to fire. The six rows of targets began to move and he began to do what he was trained to do. His finger squeezed the trigger each time, letting three rounds to blast forth from the rifle into the advancing targets. After each target was hit in the chest by the three round burst, he would quickly switch to the next target and do the process over again. He would hit the targets first in the chest and then would hit them in the heads since all cops know that sometimes a hostage can be taken and a head is usually exposed. Once the rows of targets had a good amount of holes into them, the targets from the slots started to come out. Aiming at them, he began to fire again, but by the third moving target he was out. Quickly dropping the rifle to the table, he upholstered his .45 caliber handgun and began to fire again. The instructor was impressed since only a handful of people that was already part of the team had found that same loop hole that Damen just exploited. Since his sidearm only held 12 shots unlike the 15 round clips of the 9mm Beretta, it meant he had to reload fast and make every shot count. The buzzer rang out again and Damen set his handgun down onto the table with gun smoke still pouring out of the barrel and the slide was still back with the three empty clips sitting by his gun. The instructor went around and gathered the targets and brought them back. He let out a long whistle and said to Damen. "And your sure you don't want to be one of our Sharpshooters? With this type of hits, you'd be damn good at it." Damen just shook his with a smile and only patted the M-4 Assault rifle. The instructor shrugged his shoulders then lead him to out back of the building where they performed scenarios for the different squads (Such as S.T.A.R.S. and S.W.A.T.), K-9 Unit's and the regular Police Officers. At the mock house, they were met by two Police officers. "You see Sergeant Smull, we sometimes work with the Police. We from time to time move our people around the grid of the destination. So today, you'll be playing one of ours and you are to go in there, kill the four hostiles and rescue the five hostages inside this mock house. In the Scenario, a bank robbery had just happened and there is seven suspects on the run. Four of them were seen entering this home. The rest of the team are scattered around Raccoon City with police officers such as these two searching for the rest. You and these two officers were the closest to the home. The weapons on the table here have paint rounds inside and you will be engaging with actual targets this time. Through out the house, you have four S.T.A.R.S members inside waiting for you. You may begin when ready. You can use whatever is in the starting area for this Scenario." Going over to the table, he saw a couple of handguns, and a couple of M-16's. Picking up a handgun and the M-16, he noticed that there was a squad car as well. Thinking about it, he went over to it and popped open the trunk. Going to the back of the car, he opened it up and saw that whoever drove the car had three flash bangs and three stun grenades. Smirking to himself, he waved the two cops over and told them his plan.
With all three of them nodding their heads, they all went into position. The instructor saw that they were in formation for a standard protocol. Damen counted down slowly to three and made sure that it was loud. His eyes looked at each of the windows and saw that it was dark inside. As soon as three was heard, all three of them broke away from the door and tossed in through the windows the 7 different grenades. They all went off at around the same time with a two second delay between explosions. Listening close, he heard six people inside yelling from the bright flashes. Kicking in the door now, the three of them went through room to room, clearing out the 'Hostiles'. Gunshots were heard as they went upstairs and then went back outside as Damen still had that smile on his face. "H-how did you know that they were going to use Night vision?" Damen shook his head and said to him in response. "If you are going to use night vision, make sure you either board up the windows or put up trash bags. Standard procedure is to toss flash bangs or stun's into a room your are going to clear out. In this case, we tossed them from outside and into the rooms directly and listened to hear where the screams would come from. No matter how much you train or thing you are a tough guy, A flash and a stun will make you yell and curse like a sailor." "Well Sergeant Smull, you past my tests. Go get some rest. You earned it from what I saw today." Sergeant Damen Smull saluted the instructor and then left. The next few days was slow for him as he waited to meet the Psychologist to perform her exam on him. In the mean time, he kept to himself about the matter and was at work like usual. But when the time came for his appointment, he was there at the office waiting room a half hour early. He was super eager to get this over and done with. He was sure he would pass this Exam.
The notes from Doctor Wong from earlier in the Personality
"Date of Interview: June 12, 1997
Patient's Name: Sergeant Smull, Damen
Age: 31
Date of Birth: 06/30/1966
Occupation: Team Member of the Raccoon Police Departments Special Weapons And Tactics Unit (SWAT)
Name of the Psychologist leading the Exam: Dr. Lin Wong
Behavior Observation:
When Sergeant Smull first entered the office, he was relaxed and laid back. He was very polite when he first came in, asking me how I was and explained how he was doing and that he was super excited about having the chance to be working with the S.T.A.R.S unit. I started the session by asking him what he thought about some of his coworkers that he interacts with on a daily basis. Some of them was described as good people and great to work with. There was a couple where he let his humor come out and was being playful about how some acted during and off duty. With how the conversation was going, I decided to switch it up and ask him about how he is doing at his job as a SWAT member and about his record. His body postured tensed up a bit and he went from the happy go lucky person to one that was serious. It is stated that he takes his job serious when his team is called out to a scene or when he is being questioned about his decisions. He explained to me about his duties in the team that he is the guy who enters the room/ building first after the door has been breached or a stun/flash grenade has detonated inside of the location. It was described that his position is a point man, but he explained that some on his team call it the Suicide spot since the Point man would be the first one to be shot if not careful or if a suspect has started to shoot wildly. He went on stating the he would rather not have to shoot a suspect, that every person deserves a chance to redeem themselves. When he spoke of this, I noticed that he seemed to be carrying something or was holding something back for he acted for a brief moment sadden about something that was on his mind. While the interview went on, I was also reading further into his report when he was a police Police officer and was fresh from the Academy, he was on patrol one night and heard on the Dispatch that there was a fatal car crash because of a DUI and that the female victim was D.O.S.
It turned out to be his wife Lisa Smull who was 4 months pregnant. He had arrived on the scene and saw what was left of his wife's car down in an embankment. There was next to nothing left of the car. Five cops, it took five cops to keep Damen Smull from reaching the drunk driver who was in an ambulance. A Fellow Psychologist, Dr. Ethan Gramm had a session with Damen Smull and reported to the Chief of Police that Damen Smull was to be taken off active duty for two months and then would be checked over again after the two month period. Knowing that this was a very Sensitive subject, I proceeded to ask him about his wife and how he has been dealing with that heavy of a loss. I have made a copy of the conversation for both myself and for the commanding officer of S.T.A.R.S. I will not write down what was said in this report, but would rather let what he has said be evidence enough.
Notes:
As my final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two."
Patient's Name: Sergeant Smull, Damen
Age: 31
Date of Birth: 06/30/1966
Occupation: Team Member of the Raccoon Police Departments Special Weapons And Tactics Unit (SWAT)
Name of the Psychologist leading the Exam: Dr. Lin Wong
Behavior Observation:
When Sergeant Smull first entered the office, he was relaxed and laid back. He was very polite when he first came in, asking me how I was and explained how he was doing and that he was super excited about having the chance to be working with the S.T.A.R.S unit. I started the session by asking him what he thought about some of his coworkers that he interacts with on a daily basis. Some of them was described as good people and great to work with. There was a couple where he let his humor come out and was being playful about how some acted during and off duty. With how the conversation was going, I decided to switch it up and ask him about how he is doing at his job as a SWAT member and about his record. His body postured tensed up a bit and he went from the happy go lucky person to one that was serious. It is stated that he takes his job serious when his team is called out to a scene or when he is being questioned about his decisions. He explained to me about his duties in the team that he is the guy who enters the room/ building first after the door has been breached or a stun/flash grenade has detonated inside of the location. It was described that his position is a point man, but he explained that some on his team call it the Suicide spot since the Point man would be the first one to be shot if not careful or if a suspect has started to shoot wildly. He went on stating the he would rather not have to shoot a suspect, that every person deserves a chance to redeem themselves. When he spoke of this, I noticed that he seemed to be carrying something or was holding something back for he acted for a brief moment sadden about something that was on his mind. While the interview went on, I was also reading further into his report when he was a police Police officer and was fresh from the Academy, he was on patrol one night and heard on the Dispatch that there was a fatal car crash because of a DUI and that the female victim was D.O.S.
It turned out to be his wife Lisa Smull who was 4 months pregnant. He had arrived on the scene and saw what was left of his wife's car down in an embankment. There was next to nothing left of the car. Five cops, it took five cops to keep Damen Smull from reaching the drunk driver who was in an ambulance. A Fellow Psychologist, Dr. Ethan Gramm had a session with Damen Smull and reported to the Chief of Police that Damen Smull was to be taken off active duty for two months and then would be checked over again after the two month period. Knowing that this was a very Sensitive subject, I proceeded to ask him about his wife and how he has been dealing with that heavy of a loss. I have made a copy of the conversation for both myself and for the commanding officer of S.T.A.R.S. I will not write down what was said in this report, but would rather let what he has said be evidence enough.
Notes:
As my final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two."
Damen waited for a few days before he had heard word back about what was going to happen. On the fifth day of waiting, he saw that there was a letter in his mailbox again. Ripping it open, he unfolded the letter and started to read it, but this time he started to frown. "Dear Sergeant Smull, it saddens me to inform you that under the Recommendation of Dr. Wong, you have failed the Evaluation for her exam. She has noted in her report and I will quote what she said, 'final notes, I will say that Sergeant Damen Smull is not yet ready to be accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for a couple of reasons.
1.) With how he deal's with his emotion's, I would say that there is a 95.5% that if he comes across a scene of a horrible accident and family was killed, he might snap and decide to take justice into his own hands.
2.) His unpredictable nature and how he act's according to situations, I would say that he would be a risk to the whole team that someone will get injured or even fatally wounded if his attitude goes to that of being reckless or a Lone Wolf so to say.
It is my Recommendation that he sees a Therapist to let go of the loss of his wife and unborn child. That he properly grieve and to move on with his life so that the guilt doesn't drive him to harming himself or someone else. He isn't a risk now, but as I said, this is only a Recommendation for if he feels that he needs to. If Albert Wesker wants him to be reevaluated at a later time, I will strongly recommend a follow up evaluation in about a year or two.' On the previous tests you took days before that Evaluation, Instructor Bill Anderson noted that you are a top grade shot and is very resourceful when it comes to scenarios. I will have you Reevaluated in a year and hope that you will pass the second time. Again, I am sorry that you didn't make the cut. Sincerely, Captain Albert Wesker." His eyes scanned the two pages that was provided to him and sighed slowly as he looked down at the floor. Crumbling up the pieces of papers in his hands, he tossed it into the trash can that was beside his desk. Shaking his head slowly, he just sat there for a while not wanting to move or do anything. But, he wanted a hard drink right about now, which he denied the thought since he figured it wouldn't be right if he started up his bad habit again. Sighing again, he pushed himself up to his feet and grabbed his truck keys. He was going to head home after a long shift since someone wanted to hold up a Donut shop with an AK-47.
One year time skip. August 15th, 1998: 'And Hell brought forth Demons into our world...'
It has been almost a full year since Sergeant Smull has failed his S.T.A.R.S. exam and less then a month since Chief of Police Brian Irons disbanding the S.T.A.R.S. department. There has been cases across the city of people attacking others. But this wasn't normal attacks, those attacking were eating others. They had went crazy and went Cannibal on whoever they came across in the streets, public buildings or even peoples homes. SWAT was called for those cases to deal and apprehend the attackers. Every member was working around the clock as well as the police officers that backed them up on the streets. Supposedly, there was rumors and even reports from civilians that they are seeing monsters going around the city. But when official's went to investigate the claims, they only found badly mauled bodies on the ground. Most of the SWAT members haven't been to their place of homes in weeks since they have been so busy trying to round up those that were attacking innocent people. A Couple of SWAT members and police officers were attacked and sent to the hospital to get their wounds treated. No one knew what was to happen. That these things were actually the undead because of the Virus made by Umbrella corporation. It was all a top secret and almost 99% of the Police force didn't know of it. Only C.O.F Brian Irons knew of it and what the plans were since he was in the back pocket of Umbrella's payroll. Damen woke up one day in the changing room as he had tried to take a nap. Pushing himself off of the Cot he was sleeping on, he heard screaming coming from the detention cell area. Rushing out, there was gun fire. As he was passing by his locker, he grabbed his handgun and his M-4 assault rifle and made a mad dash towards the sounds of combat. As he made his way into the area, he saw that the cage was opened and those that they had detained were spewing out and eating the police officers that they had fallen onto. Aiming down his scope, he began to open fire, taking as many out as possible. But body shots weren't doing a thing to stopping them. It only made them slow down slightly. Even shots to the legs/ knees didn't even phase them. Since lives were at stake and officer's were either killed or assaulted, lethal force was allowed. He began to fire into the heads of the people that stumbled towards them, making their bodies hitting the ground where they were. Dropping the empty magazine, she swung the empty M-4 to behind him from the straps and pulled out his .45 where he began to fire again. More officers and SWAT members came forth and joined in on the firing. Soon, bodies were riddled up and laid everywhere on the ground before them. Reloading their weapons, there was now a massive clean up job on their hands. But they needed to get the officers that survived the initial attack to the hospital immediately. Grabbing the SWAT trucks, and the detention Van's and loaded them up with the injured officers. Each of them were sent out to the hospital while the rest of them were called out to barricade parts of the city. The reports coming in was that the dead have arisen and was attacking people.
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