Silent Knight

Biography
Dirk Pollard's nightmare began after he stabbed his best friend in the heart. He hadn't meant to do it, he hadn't even wanted to do it. Madness can set in over the smallest of things, the most fragile of seeds can become the most towering of trees. Dirk's madness was seeded by the loss of a girl. Silly really, but it didn't seem silly to Dirk. It didn't seem silly to Dirk when he was standing over the friend who stole her, bloodied knife in his hand. No, it didn't seem silly - it seemed ''fun. ''And that's when the nightmare of Dirk Pollard began. But it wasn't his nightmare, oh no. It was a nightmare for the rest of the world.

There's a lot of work out there for a man who walks with death. Crooked cops and cornered crooks, mob bosses with a feud or politicians with a lot to lose. There's a lot to a name, but no one knew Dirk by his name; just his reputation. Needless to say, as his paychecks grew, as did his fame. He'd kill anyone for anything. Price wasn't relevant to Dirk, no, not as long as he was having his fun. Perhaps it's only natural that a man like this soon came to the attention of the Illuminate. Smart ones, they were. They didn't come to him with offers of power and profit. No, they offered Dirk something much better. They offered Dirk more fun.

All they wanted of him was to kill one man, just one. This man had been snooping around in the wrong places, and overheard things he shouldn't have heard. And so it was that Dirk was sent to kill the father of little Simon Freizer. And kill him, he did. He loved every second of it. After all, he'd killed the mother a long time ago - for sowing the seeds of his original madness. He had much to thank that family for, he supposed.

Years later, the virus was released. The apocalypse happened. Dirk's body shuddered with a new-found energy. He gleefully skipped and danced amongst the crumbling remnants of broken humanity, cutting them down in ecstatic eulogy.

And so began the nightmare of the Silent Knight.

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