The Beginning 


As he looks up from the ground beaten and bloodied, the blue wolf looks up to see the bodies of his friends and his civilization burning he realizes all is lost. The invaders won and slaughtered everyone he cared about. At 17 years old he was a young warrior fresh from the draft ready to defend earth he should have been killed but here he is alive beaten bloodied and broken but alive. The war lost, the planet destroyed and he waits for the end to come for the invaders to notice him still breathing. But from the flames he hears more screams, he hears the screams of… wait the invaders? It is them, something is attacking them.  He then sees the new invaders backlit; they appear to be wolves but something is off. But who cares he's gonna die anyway does it matter who kills him? At this point he has nothing left to live for. The new invaders are attacking the originals, maybe it's not over for the world even if it is for him. As he prepares to die one of the new invaders makes their way over and sits near him. But the originals aren’t backing down and are slaying the new ones and as they are cut down the last thing he sees is an invader swinging a sword towards his neck and then blackness an infinite euphoric blackness that is warm and comforting and peaceful he knows it what it means. He is dead, it's over and the world has been destroyed. He’s at peace and he begins to see memories of his life both good and bad, it's neither heaven or hell it's almost purgatory. He is ready for whatever comes. He’s reliving all moments and wishing he could go back.  But he begins to hear something, a beeping and some robotic voices. This doesn't bring back any memories is it possible he survived being decapitated?! Regardless he would watch his memories fly by for what felt like weeks as the beeping and murmuring continued in the background. But one day it came to a head as his last days on earth started to speed by. The voices and beeps began to get louder as he began to wonder if he somehow survived his ordeal. Regardless he would watch as his final days came close and then the final battle and then his last breaths. After that the room would fill with light and the beeps and voices would take over and he would be absorbed by the light, his ordeal was over and the pearly gates were opening… or were they.


The resurrection
As the light fades he would begin to see not what he expected, what he saw were the second set of invaders. He now saw that they weren't wolves but had plastic visors covering their faces. They had robotic limbs and organic ears, some had normal tails and some had tail nubs. They all had massive claws and a raptor like posture. He realized immediately he was in some kind of hospital. He tried to sit up but he was tied down. He tried to speak but couldn't. The invaders appeared to not notice he was awake, whether that was good or not remained to be seen. He was decapitated, he was dead and somehow he is alive and well thanks to these… things. He tried to look down at himself and noticed he didn't have any clothes and now had stripes on his legs. A red and a green stripe on each thigh. One of them noticed he was awake “shit! They noticed!”  he thought a white and gold one made their way over and in a robotic voice it... wait she says “you’re lucky to be alive, you are our first successful transfer”. “Transfer?” he asked, realizing his voice was now robotic. Wait he couldn't remember his voice now! He couldn’t remember anything of his past now, not even his name. He looked up to her and asked “what are you people? What am I? Who am I?” Her “face” got dark and she told him all they knew of him being a 17 year old wolf who was decapitated. “We are protogens, an artificial race and you are the first being we saved from death”. He was shocked he had died, and these creatures saved him for some reason! He tried to stand up and looked at his arms and now a pair of glowing bands were on his fur. Yellow on his wrists and purple on his biceps, and he saw himself in the mirror. He had a visor on and he had a blue tongue and his face LEDs were pink, he now had orange ears and had red claw like stripes on his once white chest fur. He was shocked the little bit he remembered of himself was gone; he was now a machine mostly. The white one of the creatures handed him his necklace, “this was on you when we recovered you.” He knew this was important to him but he couldn't remember why it was.                                 
New Life


How could he live? He had no memories of his life before and now he’s being told he's an experiment!? He began to break down and a dial up tone played and then the world went black again. He came too a few hours later this time there were 3 of them standing over him, a blue one and an orange one joined the white one. They began to tell him about how his new body worked and what he was like before. They wanted him to join their ranks as a soldier, after some arguing and begging to be put down he reluctantly agreed and was fitted with golden armor. He was given a Gunblade and realized he was a natural fighter as a result of his past life he assumed. He was given the new name ZAN3. Months later he had risen the ranks and began to hunt down his killers alongside his new people. He was now ZAN3 Protogen general.


Zane


He would be in the army for 2 years making him now 19 and he would leave the Protogen army after making the invaders an extinct species and now adopting the name Zane. it would take years for him to open up to people and he would bar hop across the galaxy before landing on earth and deciding to stay. There he would meet a bunch of people who would be willing to deal with his problems and he found a reason to live. He didn't need his past life; he was now making his own memories as a new man as Zane the Protogen, not as a nameless teenage blue wolf who died saving a doomed planet and failing anyway. He is still sometimes a loner and rarely lets his guard down but with his friends he is able to be himself and allow joy back into his life. On earth he would discover a fondness for black and wears his tank top,trenchcoat and cargo pants whatever he can, but is a pretty happy guy regardless. He doesn’t miss his past at all as far as he knows he was built as a 17 year old protogen and as far as he cares thats all he ever was. The End 


An origin story by ProtoZane