Frederick Weiss

PFC Fredeick Weiss

Frederick Weiss served as a Private First Class in the United States Military, alongside Cornelius Kavanaugh, when he had the ill fortune to be selected as a target for the Stenza Leadership Challenge.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Frederick Weiss lied about his age in order to enlist in the United States military, and they shipped him off to Vietnam alongside Cornelius Kavanaugh. By all accounts, their experiences there were typical of the war, until they weren't.

According to Kavanaugh's account:

Us two were on night watch, which was hard as hell on a good day. He was the first to spot that thing in the trees. I guess it snapped a twig or ruffled a bush, somethin' small like that. At first I couldn't find it, then I couldn't make out what it was. Because it looked like a shadow of a person, and it moved like a wildcat. I knew instantly we was headed for trouble, so I woke up the others.

It didn't take long for 'em to get ready, but by then that thing had half circled around us, and gotten maybe ten yards closer. I had goosebumps, but panickin' did you no good in the jungle. We tried to get it to answer for itself. I started hearin' whispers, "Chinese?" "Russian?", that kind of thing. It didn't speak, and to this day I can't tell you if it was 'cause it didn't speak English or because it didn't give a damn. But in the end, the commander told us to fire, so we did. And that's when it rushed us. I swear I watched a bullet just bounce right off that thing like it didn't even wanna be here anymore.

It became a hand-to-hand situation in a hurry, and we learned quick that that thing was solid as you and me, maybe more so, based on all the broken knives it left in its wake. Somebody got the bright idea to try to set off an explosive, and the thing was closing in on me and I knew it was headed for Weiss, though to this day I cannot tell you why. The dumbass with the bomb manages to get it to go off, kills himself in the process, blows off my leg, and the fucking son of a bitch from God knows where? Not a scratch on it. I'm losin' blood like a whore on crack loses money, but I still had enough fight left in me to at least pull myself a couple feet after that creature, just in time to watch it grab Weiss by the collar and vanish in a flash of light like a fucked-up avenging angel.
— Cornelius Kavanaugh

Species

Human

Children