Hero Story

Dimitri was born into a modest middle class family in Kiev, Russia. His father had died when he was only eight years old and his last dying words to Dimitri were, “Protect them,” which were the words that Dimitri would live and abide by for the rest of his life. After his father’s death he and his mother were adopted into his Uncle’s family where he learned the art of hunting and stealth in the Kiev forests. Dimitri’s apparent skill in the art prompted his uncle to send him to a military school with board. Here Dimitri learned the virtuosity of command and strategy toward which he would follow in his Father’s footsteps of serving in the army, which after his father’s service in The First World War had been taken over by the Communist regime of Lenin and recently been replaced by Stalin. The school, Dimitri found, was more of an agenda than an actually learning facility as it taught more about tactics pertaining more about the politics of the Communistic military than the actual strategy that is essential in driving a successful battle. Because of this the school did not produce traditional military officers but rather political war Commissars.
Nonetheless Dimitri excelled and by the end of his graduation in the beginning of the month of July, he was riding home to Kiev by way of the train from Moscow. The trip itself took four days, and Dimitri was excited to spend his three months of leave with his Mother and Uncle. Un fortunately his trip was cut short when he was recalled two days into his trip, back to Moscow to be assigned to a position on the front. Dimitri was afraid for his family, as they were only miles away from the front lines and hoped they would be able to get out alive, as the Russian line quickly collapsed to the German Blitzkrieg. Dimitri received his orders from headquarters, and headed with his newly drafted unit over to Rostov to link up with the 11th Army to help repel the Germans.
As he and his unit rode in the truck bed over to the front lines they were hit by a shell and thrown out of the truck. Many were killed and Dimitri was thrown unconscious into a bush, where he was concealed from the outside. After about four hours Dimitri came to and quickly looked out from his concealed position. There he saw that the front line had fallen all the way back to his position, so he quickly jumped out of the shrub and grabbed a rifle. He used his knack for hunting to continuously knock off the enemy until another shell knocked him out. The next thing that Dimitri saw when he came to again was that he was in a truck with many other prisoners and civilians who were marked with a star. Dimitri asked a guard when they stopped the truck, “Where are we going?” The guard replied, “Der Arzt.” This would not be the traditional doctor that Dimitri was expecting though, and it would certainly be his last.
Dimitri met Doctor Josef Mengele in Camp Koldichevo, and was quickly placed in an isolated room for one of the doctor’s special treatments. Dimitri was given a shot of what looked like water, but with a brackish tint. Dimitri became horribly sick within the next few days, and was diagnosed with Malaria. He was given a series of tests, which came to no avail, until he finally became well on his own. The doctor noticed Dimitri’s unusual strength and assigned him to another room where he was burned with gas and placed in a special bed next to the doctor’s office where his burn was continuously aggravated with the poking of wood shavings and glass. It wasn’t until three days after he was exposed to the gas, that he was given a strong dose of sulfonamide. Hours after the dose he began to contract a metallic tint to his skin. As the hours grew so did the color of metal on his skin. The doctor took quick note of this, thinking that it could have been a possible reaction between the sulfonamide and the various malarial treatments that they had given him to have Dimitri receive this metallic look. Dimitri also noticed that he felt much better and stood up, feet clanging to the floor. The doctor took one step back but Dimitri was too quick and crushed him with one blow. It seemed as if this new metallic skin had given him super strength. As he walked out of the camp he was shot at by various guards, but he took no damage; the bullets just seemed to bounce off of him. He crushed the gate and picked up a weapon from a fallen guard and killed the rest of the camp personnel, freeing the rest of the prisoners along with himself.
He and his unit continued to fight as resistance behind enemy lines until they reached their own at the city of Stalingrad. Here he was to report to commanding officer to be reassigned once again, and this time on a secret mission along with a unit of veterans trained in special tactics. They were assigned to go underground into the sewers, and come out behind the city and harass the enemy supply lines. As the Germans could not get supplies into the city, the German force in Stalingrad surrendered and the tide of the war turned. His new mission was a recon in Kiev, his old home; it was there he hoped to make his greatest mark by finding his family.