Date: July 22, 2192
Written in the hand of Katie Birchall
Things just seem to get better and better.
My name is Katie Birchall, and this is my life in so many words.
You’re probably wondering how me and my mother are so close in age. I mean, me and my mother could technically be sisters with how young we both look, but that’s not the case. I think my mother was too busy robbing folks in her teen years in San Francisco to even think about settling down, let alone having a kid.
But, I’ll tell you the reason. It’s pretty far-fetched when you really think about it and you probably won’t believe me. But it’s all true I swear!
Looky here, my beginning was just as normal as any other kid. I was conceived by Cmdr. John Shepard and Olivia Marcellus towards the beginning of the Reaper War. She was serving on his ship, one thing led to another as it always does with my mother, and they eventually got together. No, I’m not gonna go into detail because eeewwww. But my mother got knocked up and had me right on the ship. In the med bay. And Dr. Chakwas delivered me.
May the spirits rest her soul.
I was just a newborn baby when she and Shepard started having problems. My mother was a basket case and suffering from postpartum depression while my dad had been too busy saving the galaxy to worry about his girlfriend and kid. I could understand, I mean, when you have a weight like that on your shoulders it’s hard to remember your loved ones. You just have to sit back and hope they’re taking care of themselves while you save the galaxy from Reapers.
Olivia hadn’t been taking care of herself, nor me. Without her brothers or her man she went batshit. Yeah I said it, like psycho, out of her mind, probably should’ve been on medication, type of batshit crazy that would rival her own mother. And because she was out of her mind, she packed us up and we took one of Aunt Jamie‘s shuttles and hightailed it out of dodge.
That was a great plan, given she was just trying to think of how the war would affect me as a newborn. With her vain attempt at trying to keep me safe, she got caught by the man that had been antagonizing her for a while now: Axomis Blackcloak. His Cerberus ship found hers and we were captured.
That’s when the fun began. He changed her into a red headed cat woman just to piss her off and Cerberus put me in a tank to suffer. While Shepard had gotten the news and was scouring the galaxy for us, Cerberus was turning me into the ultimate weapon. I was fitted with eezo, given an amp, and artificially aged. They were attempting to recreate Project Norah, but on a grander scale. I was supposed to be Project Katie, and supposed to be their fail safe; their personal trump card since Kai Leng wasn’t doing his job.
It kinda blew up in their faces, though.
My mother was being held captive when I got old and strong enough, I broke free of the tank. I was a walking army, took out most of Cerberus’s forces by myself. When Shepard found me, I had already destroyed half the facility. Not that I wanted to, but I was just so angry. So very angry at the world because I’d been robbed of my life and my childhood. I also didn’t know any better.
That was a long time ago.
However, life reworked itself for the better. I met the love of my life, Sam Birchall, and now we’re married. We have three beautiful love spawns, Seth Samuel and twins Hazel Blue and Evan James. We even have a dog named Ruby and a large talking tiger named Rio. We also have a large house in London that was given to us by Mia Tano, our resident vampire.
Everything seemed perfect until I got fired.
Due to events I’d rather not go into detail about (more like Erik Turner kidnapped me and I still suffer nightmares), I got “honorably” discharged from the Systems Alliance Navy because hey, they can’t have crazy shit people in their employ. But I’ve found a better option. I started to realize that there were people out there with special powers that the Alliance just isn’t equipped to handle. And in the style of my Uncle and my entire family, I’m taking matters into my own hands.
But with those that use their powers for good, there will always be people that use them for malice. Strife. To cause Chaos. Villains, if you will. Supervillains at that.
I vowed to be right there with my agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. to level the playing field so that the citizens of London can and will stay safe.
My name is Katie Birchall. I am a Shepard. I am a Creed. I am the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and it’s co-creator. I am the face of justice in a world where justice needs a defter touch.
I am the Angel, and welcome to my broken life.